Trying to convince yourself that chili without chili powder is exactly the sort of dish you’ll want to eat on a blustery autumn evening presents the same sort of challenge that trying to convince yourself that a movie based on a Brian Scott O’Malley’s comic book about a 20-something loser in a band who struggles with closure in relationships is worth seeing repeatedly.
The Brain: Eggplant. Green beans. Pinky, are you pondering what I’m pondering?
Pinky: I think so, Brain, but if the plural of mouse is mice, wouldn’t the plural of spouse be spice?
I present you with a new micro-meme: YACD, or Yet Another Cucumber Dish. In this case, a rather nice one discovered in the New York Times.
“I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows, Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet must-roses, and with eglantine.”
– William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream
Apologies in advance for the less than appetizing photo: black beans are really hard to photograph.
A simple and colorful potato salad that almost photographs better than it tastes. Almost.
March comes in like a lion, August goes out with an apple.. No, wait.. Never put a gift apple in your mouth. That’s not it.. An apple a day is worth two in the bush. Oh, screw the clever excerpts – here’s a “witty” tagline: Apples even a PC user will love!
It occurred to me once, while gardening, that plants have a lot in common with computers. They must be plugged in to run, perform specific sets of programmed functions, respond to external input, and die when unplugged. A friend further pointed out that plants, like computers, can also be “can be hacked to produce virii or insulin, have a built-in cycle of obsolescence, (and) require constant maintenance.”
This story begins with a brief introduction to DC Recycling Laws, circa early 2008.
