Monthly Archives: August 2011


EatLiveRun or EatMoldRuns?

EatLiveRun (book due September 2012) posted a recipe from her childhood of Sonoma chicken salad.

Pretty. Moldy.

Sonoma Chicken Salad

2 cups chopped or pulled roast chicken, mix of light and dark meat
1/2 cup mayonnaise (or to taste)
1 cup sliced red grapes
1/3 cup slivered almonds
1/4th tsp salt
pinch of black pepper

Apparently MOLD was left out of the ingredients list but makes an appearance anyway.  Le Cordon Bleu doesn’t teach their students to check bread for mold?

Here’s what FSIS (Food Safety Inspection Service) has to say about moldy food.

Molds have branches and roots that are like very thin threads. The roots may be difficult to see when the mold is growing on food and may be very deep in the food. Foods that are moldy may also have invisible bacteria growing along with the mold.

discard  moldy bread

.Are Some Molds Dangerous?
Yes, some molds cause allergic reactions and respiratory problems. And a few molds, in the right conditions, produce “mycotoxins,” poisonous substances that can make you sick.

Her response?

Commenter: Salad looks great. But eek! There is a spot of mold on your bread!
Jenna: yeah…there is. Just goes to show you i’m not perfect either!

Do you think Jenna, who has “worked as a pastry chef and also as a bread baker”, will include this one in her book?



Love Life Lace Knows How To Deal With Hurricanes

LLL’s Tatiana is still doing her “weekly gratitude” posts. This week, as the east coast was preparing for a hurricane and families in some areas deal with power outages and loss of home and life, Twatiana thinks you should smile your worries away!

This week wasn’t free of it’s fair share of disasters, big and small, but I chose to turn that frown upside down every time and in the end… it was the best week ever. Regardless.

  • Thank you to our lovely breakfasts all this week. Sometimes it was something special (bacon, eggs and pancakes) and sometimes it was just cereal but I treasure our time together before the start of the day regardless of what was on the menu.
  • Even though one of the pipes in our bathroom suffered a major leak this week I am so grateful that we were blessed with an honest contractor who took responsibility for causing it. I am well aware that most would have just blamed it on us and charged us for it.
  • Even though Keesya had an accident on Monday and due to the fact that we have yet to purchase a washer/dryer cleaning our bedding took almost all day. But I am grateful for the fact that two days later she was fully potty trained!
  • Thank you to the extra burst of life that Keesya has brought to our home. It’s wonderful!
  • Thank you for game night! With no tv we’ve been enjoying going on walks, reading and spending time together as a family. Just thought I’d mention that I totally won. As I always do when it comes to Scrabble…
  • Thank you for a husband that goes to work, is a doting papa with all his girls and makes my mum’s chicken noodle soup!
  • And even though he got a ticket this week we were so grateful he got a policeman that was kind and gracious. It makes all the difference.
  • Thank you for finally being settled in enough to be able to bake! I’ve missed it so! Now we have a fridge full of delicious cupcakes to enjoy all weekend long!
  • Thank you to my new morning routine that allows Belle to roam our yard freely instead of straining herself against her leash. Nothing makes me happier

That’s right, folks: while people drown in their cars, people and pets were fleeing to local shelters after forced evacuations, and families saw their homes on the news full of water, Twatiana was saying thank you for cupcakes and having a pansywhipped husband.

You know what I’m grateful for? Perspective.



Jessica Quirk’s Coach Swampshoes Attend Chicago Book Party

Care Of Coach Shoes, Messica’s faithful foot companions, barely have a chance to dry out between wearings! Wife of the Quirk predictably wore them as part of her ensemble to her widely attended “hey haters I gots a book yo!” party in Chicago this week.

The expert on remixing what you already have in your closet wore an outfit mostly created from things not from her closet:

I felt beautiful in an outfit gifted to me by Shop It To Me (I found the pieces in my sale mail!) – a Marc by Marc Jabobs dress and Juicy Couture Ring.  Thank you!

And, of course, the still moist from their last wearing Coach Swampshoes. Am I the only one starting to think those shoes should have their own tumblr already? And maybe a good cleaning?

(This lame post sponsored by Well Crap There’s A Hurricane Coming, Better Go Buy Catfood laziness.)



Emphasis Added Will Lose Those Stubborn 7 Ounces

Emphasis Added, I’m keeping this thought about her to myself, is on a quest to get back into pro-ana thinspo shape. 6 months or so after pushing an entire human being out of her pelvis, she remains the disgusting, obese creature you see above. How will she take care of this revolting fatness that simply will not budge? She will limit her diet to one food group, natch!

I’ve decided to go Raw-Vegan for a bit.

If anyone has been reading since the beginning (mom?  georgina?), you might remember I did several raw vegan detoxes my first year of the blog…but between pregnancy and breast feeding, haven’t had the chance/desire to pick up my old diet in a while.

The detoxes were kind of intense.  30 days long, elixirs, colonics (don’t ask), fasting, etc.

After a detox, sure, I felt clearer and re-energized and all of that
but let’s be honest, I mostly used these month long challenges as a way to keep my weight in check.

With that in mind, I have a few pounds of lingering baby weight that I am very ready to lose.  I am not ready to make the self-investment that a full-blown 30 day detox requires, but I can commit to 14 days of eating raw…and that makes me very… well, excited.  (Excited that rather than wasting another weeks complaining, I am ready to to do the work to reach my goal).  So, for the next 2 weeks I will be eating strictly uncooked non-animal products including fruits, vegetables, raw nuts, sprouted beans

and guacamole, of course.

If anyone wants to join me for a day or two (or week or two) of Raw, I’d love to hear from you….think of it as a virtual book club.  for our asses.

Mad love and clavicles,

Now before you pro raw vegan people come chew my head off, please note that she’s basically admitting that she’s only doing this to lose weight. She’s not using a raw food vegan diet to recover from the SAD, she’s not trying to detox. She’s basically going on a starvation forage diet to lose some imaginary weight. Am I the only person that thinks this is depressing? She is tiny and looks fine. How thin does she need to be? I can’t wait till her daughter hits about 10 and starts hearing “maybe it’s time for your first detox, Haze!”



Modcloth Encourages You To Volunteer In Africa

Modcloth, the official provider of blogger clothing, has a lovely product called the “Trip to Tansy-nia” skirt. In keeping with its policy of using forced twee to describe the clothing on offer, Modcloth presents you with this masterpiece of wtf:

Volunteering feels good, doesn’t it? It’s also a great excuse to travel, and this time your huge heart is taking you to Africa! Embody the vibrant personalities and positive spirits of the locals when you wear this dynamic maxi skirt with an gold exposed zipper! Created by Lauren Moffatt, a favorite amongst fashion bloggers, this skirt’s wide, blue waistband matches its bottom hem, and every other olive brown, bright red, ivory, and blue vertical line is decorated with tansy-colored flowers. Wear it wonderfully with a solid-colored top, oversized beaded jewelry, and shoes that are just as pleasantly unexpected as its silky lining and the colorful bouquet that diagonally blooms above the hem of this skirt, and you’ll be loved by Tanzania locals for more than just your helping hands!

My gut tells me that trying to sell a $274.99 skirt  by telling people to wear it volunteering in Africa just seems…tacky? Then again this is Modcloth, their demographic is upper middle class suburban white girls who probably wouldn’t use a Greenpeace latrine if you paid them. I’m sure Modcloth thinks this is in no way condescending.



Jordan Reid Invites You To Try A Canadian Food

Jordan Reid, pregnant if she wants to be, went to the Sussex Flea Market up in Canada with her family. Not only did she find old books and some tacky gold tone jewelry, she also enjoyed a delicious Canadian treat:

And finally: ooh, poutine. If you’ve never had it (which would be a shame), it’s french fries covered in cheese and gravy, and is a big Canadian specialty.

That’s odd, I didn’t know Canada had the market on chili cheese gravy fries. I had no idea I was so Canadian, eating chili cheese gravy fries at softball games in Texas. Someone should alert Sonic and Waffle House that they serve international fare.



Cary Randolph Still Trying Too Hard

Cary Randolph Merovingian Wittenbach Jefferson Walter Fuller, WASP, loves answering reader questions. Especially anonymous questions that always seem to cater to whatever she feels like talking about, or allows her to peddle whatever Ralph Lauren is currently selling.

The other day Cary got another “anonymous” ask message that curiously allowed her to yet again adjust her Hemingway Didion hat:

Anonymous said: favorite smells & textures?

Fantastic question. I love the smells of a man in the morning when he first wakes up, Colonia by Acqua di Parma, gasoline, sea air, Wrigley’s spearmint gum, juniper, an ex-boyfriend’s cashmere sweaters, and iris.

Favorite textures include skin, especially along the clavicle, cut grass underfoot, leather upholstery in a Mercedes-Benz, sea air, his five o’clock shadow, ice on a windshield, and caviar.

….right. She tries so hard to be the high/low of lifestyle WASPing. Honey, you’re only allowed to act this way when you’re rich. Maybe your series of WASPy status boyfriends this summer didn’t tell you that, but I’m sure their sisters might have, had you put down the pose for ten seconds and asked somebody. Please, for your sake, stop trying so hard.