I try to remember to write the price on higher end bottle so when my husband and I are in deep we don’t start pulling out those expensive bottles after everyone is too drunk to appreciate them.

Ate a bag of beignets this weekend. Not only did I lick my fingers, I huffed the leftover powdered sugar in the bag.

I roasted some vegetables, just carrots, potatoes, onions, celery and maybe something else in some rendered mixed fat and people STILL talk about those vegetables. I am waiting for it to come back in stock.

Shout out to a fellow Oxnardian!

Also the Long Beach Costco food court is outside as well.

I used to set these up for our office using “Hole in One.”  Not sure if they are still around but it’s surprisingly affordable to sponsor a hole with a fully loaded car or cash.

I think that anyone that says something I do to “save the planet” is pointless is missing the point.  I know damn well that eating ONLY meat that comes from this one farm is not truly going to help all of the other cows, pigs, lambs and chickens in factory farm situations, but it’s my small contribution.  I pick up…

That is the first thing I thought.  I like to “eat local” because I know where the animals come from.  You can actually visit the farm.  They are sustainable and treat their animals well.  In fact, those animals have exactly one bad day.

The score is absolutely a vital character to these movies.  

I didn’t drive out anywhere fancy to see it but I saw it with my dad (as I saw all of them) and that in and of itself is the memory. I would have been 7 and my sister 5 when we saw this. We went to a walk-in in a nearby city and stood in line for tickets. We were so excited.  I remember dropping and breaking my dad’s…

My husband was looking for Condorman on Disney+ and when he couldn’t find it there, he found it on YouTube. I had insisted that it couldn’t be real. I thought I knew ALL the Disney movies.

Omigod. The horror. “Wow, this is really bad.”

I am not sure how you should interpet that!

I also have the school dream except in my dreams there is a class that I have not attended the entire semester.  I wake up with SO much anxiety.  I graduated from undergrad 25 years ago.  :o

My grandfather used to call my grandmother “mama.” I thought it was odd but I also thought kids that called their moms and dads mommy and daddy or mama and papa were weird. Further adding to my confusion, my parents called my dad’s grandma “ma-maw” and she signed all of her cards with that.  It was only as an adult…

I’ve been using Blue Apron for years, probably the last 3-5. My husband and I love it. It means that we don’t have to think about dinner 3 nights a week. The the other 3-4 we shop for an cook our own meals. We typically go out once a week. Cooking is one of the things we do together.

I unload my grocery cart with like items together but it never helps. Frozen stuff ends up with boxes of cereal. Bread and cans are thrown together and, goddammit, there is drano with my bananas!

In Toronto, you can make your own Kit Kats.