What Would Jane Austen Do?

Listening to Happy Halloween, y'all. Our party is tonight. I hope to have pics later this weekend.

from Daddy: Well, I went and bought some Rye and Sweet Vermouth in anticipation of creating the perfect Manhattan.   Results: Let's say I'm not a big fan of rye, but I can see acquiring the taste for it.  However, that vermouth crap is just NASTY!  Who can drink that shit and say they like the taste?  I had to catch the cat and lick his ass just to get that vermouth taste out of my mouth.  YUCK!  Pass the raw oysters and broccoli please.

Reading This is a fine book. I like the chatty introductory bits before each recipe. The recipe for Figgy Piggy Drumsticks looks good, and it's hard to find fault with a chapter called "Things With Cheese." Really, though, I find that my cooking really always comes back to two places: 1. Ina Garten, The Barefoot Contessa , for those times when I'm having my fabulous Hamptons friends over in their matching pastel cashmere sweaters, and 2. Pam Anderson's How to Cook Without a Book , for those times I have to face the people who show up to my table every day and be told that according to Momma's Ridiculous Rules of Etiquette, one is required to wear a shirt to dinner. Watching If you ever get one of those free Redbox codes, use it on this. Just don't keep the movie for four days, because regret will set in. Listening to It's sometimes hard to listen to tribute albums, because you can't help but compare the remake to the original, all th...

1. THIS ^. 2a. My desk is essentially in the office lunchroom. That means I get to smell everything that everyone in the office eats. Most people are considerate of this, but one person is not. Last week for lunch she had garlic-dipped garlic sticks in garlic sauce. I had to leave the building. 2b. People keep leaving shit to rot in the refrigerator that sits 2 feet from my elbow. 2c. There are also numerous discussions of the condiment that dare not speak its name. 3. Sometimes the effort to avoid f-bombs is so great, I think I might sprain something. I know I shouldn't bitch, because I'm lucky to have a job. BUT BITCH I WILL. On the plus side: 1. I get adorable art projects from preschoolers all the time. 2. I get to see my friend Cayce all the time. 3. Old ladies bring us brownies all the time.