I have heard very, VERY, mixed things about this book. On the one hand, both Kirkus and Publishers Weekly gave it starred reviews. On the other hand, the chatter on some of the book blogs I frequent is that this is the most offensively sexist book ever written. So I figure I'll borrow it from the library and decide for myself.
My day is going really, really shitty, thanks for asking.
@LondonLee The character's name is actually Karen Cartwright, not Carpenter.
That said, she is pretty skinny, so Choire's mistake is understandable.
No matter how you cook them, brussels sprouts taste like sadness and despair.
@gimlet I'm with you! Some of us get migraines when we drink red wine and need a safe white wine choice. I've never gotten a migraine from 2 glasses of pinot grigio. Chardonnay, on the other hand, has screwed me over more times than I can count.
@becky@twitter Yes! I've always said that I want a marriage, not a wedding. I'm a super girly-girl in many ways, but everything about weddings just stress me out. I was so relieved to find out that my bf feels the same. Plus, as an added bonus, an elopement will allow us to completely sidestep the whole religion thing.
I bought a pound of garlic scapes (no, that is not an exaggeration, it is the exact amount I bought) for $5 at a farmers market last weekend and used half to make a metric fucktonne of pesto. I froze most of it, ate some every day this week and still have a jar staring at me accusingly every time I open my fridge all "you're not really going to let me just sit here and slowly go bad are you?" This recipe might just allow me to shut that bitch up for good. Stupid, delicious pesto.
P.S. Non-basil pesto FTW!