OMG — Marmalade! I have the grinder, used mostly to make The Christmas Pates. But Marmalade — a whole new world opens up before me ...

Rice cooker and hard-boiled-egg-slicer.

Yes! And ScarJo will be perfect for it ... I too am jumping up and down with excitement. That is one of the Great Books Ever — (Also, why I love Wharton over James — she was not in love with her heroines.)

More and more I come to see celibacy as a form of perversion — If one believes that God made us in his/her image and built sexuality in as a core part of our beings, then the Church's insistence on celibate clergy becomes a serious theological problem.

I started sewing again this spring — there are a bunch of Japanese pattern books with adorable, easy-to-make clothes WITH POCKETS. I now have a wardrobe filled with clothing that has pockets. (Because I hate carrying a purse.)

My grandmother wanted KFC and then ice cream for her 100th birthday, so that's what we had. She loved chocolate too. Didn't drink though, which in my family, seems to be the key to living past 70.

While I'd been meaning to cancel my Times subscription for ages, I actually did it after that Stanley piece. The guy on the phone couldn't have been cooler. He asked me to hang on a minute while he wrote up why, then came back and read it to me. I was very specific that the racism in that piece was what did it. (Also,…

Can they please please please please please get rid of Alessandra Stanley now? (And if she took David Brooks with her, I'd renew my subscription.)

I know! Also, that whole cookbook (although I don't like sweet/sour, so I usually leave out the fruit from his recipes). And I have chickens, so I'm always looking for egg things ...

I do some mashup of this and the Ottolenghi shakshuka all the time for dinner — with toast, or pita, or even a side of rice ... hmm. Might be an idea for tonight ... (http://www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle/2…)

Oh! That made me well up a little. Go Serena. You deserve everything!

All I want is for the person next to me to be fully clothed — no shorts, no flip flops, no muscle shirts, no skin that might touch me. Personally, I wear real clothes, because I'm in public, nice-ish clothes in case I need help from airline personnel. But I do not want to see your feet. I do not want your gross naked…

I'm old enough to remember the "Antioch rules" — affirmative consent for everything, every step of the way. The Olds howled, meanwhile ... we had a lot of fun asking for things, then doing them.

Aww. I grew up around lady-couples like that — lovely that they got to tie the knot.

I do mine in the rice cooker on the "slow" setting (basically, a crock pot). Put it in there for three hours, and you will have the most delicious, corny, toothsome polenta ever. You could put it in before work, let it sit all day, and come home. Really. And I use Bob's Red Mill polenta ... which is good. I'm sure…

Yeah. I'm weird that way. They just crack me up. Plus, I had them in the wilderness, so we had some control over the bullying ...

She's terrific, but I have to say, I'm kind of falling in love with the whole Little League world series. But then, middle schoolers were my favorite age to work with — they're all over the place, goofy little kids one minute, then some really adult moment shining forth, then back to poop jokes. Some of these kids are…

Basic cooking (including how to shop for food efficiently), and basic home repairs —

Um. Out here in the West we do get Hanta virus — so don't dismiss. Lost a friend to it several years ago.

I left them in the car for my friend, her brother. With a note that he could pay the airport parking. He called me weeping with laughter. She'd always been dotty, the sister, but the concussion really threw it into a new orbit. Funniest part was we were all raised by the same group of people, about a decade apart, and…