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Q. I spent the evening giggling via gchat with my long-distance bff about all the terrible Cosmopolitan sex tips. I found, though, as I ran across ones like, “Feed each other ice cream in the dark. You’ll miss, it’ll be messy, lick lick lick,” (I’m paraphrasing here), I thought, hey, that’s not so bad. I mean, […]
Lately, I’ve been doing recipe reviews to expand my own culinary skills and to share my mistakes with others, thus hopefully preventing them from repeating my errors. It’s almost a public service! I mean, not really, but I am feeling a little self-aggrandizing. This week, I do not have any recipe review, though, because I […]
Nearly every woman I know has a screwed up relationship with food. I think the way to heal this is not more of the same; it’s eating like a goddess.
I’ve spent this week gearing up for a weekend trip. It’s sort of put a damper on my cooking aspirations, but the process has allowed me to realize that there are some important tricks to getting ready for a trip – and staying satiated while on it. For most of you, these will be old hat, […]
Happy Tuesday, Persephoneers! How are your collective days shaping up? We’ve got a great day in store for you, so let’s kick it off with a fun LTP, shall we?
This December, I had a week’s holidays from work that I had to take before 2012, or they’d disappear into whatever ether bureaucratic allowances go. So off I flew to Iceland. In winter. Bear with me, it’s not as mad an idea as you might think… Yes, Iceland in winter is, um, icy. And snowy–as […]
Trigger warning for frank discussion of food issues and eating disorders. Recently I read an article listing common eating disorder symptoms that tend to linger long after the major issues are conquered. It really struck a nerve. My major lingering personal hurdle? Juice.
I like to do things in my life the wrong way. Recently I went from being a pencil skirt and blazer-wearing, reasonably respectable member of the business community (no, really, I worked at the Chamber of Commerce) with a full time paycheck to a jeggings-wearing, hippie college student (in Art History of all the lucrative […]