A few years ago, my knowing mother gifted me with How to Cook a Wolf, a cookbook/memoir/essay collection by the renowned food writer M.F.K. Fisher.  This quietly brilliant little book deals with cooking during World War II, when rationing, shortages, and air raids were causing upheaval and insecurity. Fisher's writing is elegant and simple, and ( Read more... )

I hung out with a group of awesome nerds yesterday. We were all relaxing in a friend's living room after having watched a rad fantasy flick called Stardust. All the gents played Twilight Imperium, we two laydeez watched Cowboy Bebop (subtitles meanz yer homies can talk cuz u be hearing the annie-may with ur eyez), and everyone ate bentou and mochi ( Read more... )

WANT.

I seem to have a dearth of interesting, recent pictures of myself. If anyone with a digital camera is willing to take some pictures of me for my userpics, I would be pleased to provide hugs and pie!

What ho, all!

Granted, this first post is not as momentous or earthshaking as some other first posts may have been, but it is my very own, and I am well pleased with it, and with myself to have arrived fashionably late to the blogging party.

Oh, and this copyeditor won’t be editing her own posts. I couldn't care less whether my lovely friends use ( Read more... )