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8 holiday highlights

Monday, January 4, 2010

Decadent movie watching. Don’t get any ideas. When I say decadent, I’m talking about the amount of movies and not the content (As if you would expect anything less from me, particularly first time readers who may or may not be confused by the title of this blog, which in my opinion evokes only images [...]

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5 random wednesday thoughts, one snippet, and one confession

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

1. I miss the event of the ants. The hornet in the bathroom is annoying, but not a story.
2. I am struck by the institution of The Crossing Guard. People helping other people cross the street. This still exists?
3. My cat snores louder than my baby.
4. New favorite drink: lemon, hot water, honey. That or [...]

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detox anyone?

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Simon was going crazy tonight at dinner, like jittery crazy. He hadn’t had a coffee all day, so basically he wasn’t in his right mind. He goes from one extreme to the other these days. One day he’s hard core detoxing. The next day he’s drinking thirteen shots of espresso. What is a wife to [...]

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fair dinkum

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Oh, I just made myself a kick-ass cup of coffee! Yummmmmmmm! And no judging barista in sight! Further exclamation of delight.
I highly recommend the French Press method if you’re interested, and really good beans. I’m using Black Cat Espresso Blend from Intelligentsia. This cafe in LA sells beans bought through direct trade (money direct to [...]

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just my luck, an irish rose

Friday, July 4, 2008

It’s Independence Day in the US, and Simon is hanging around this morning—hence the blog delay. We’re doing our usual breakfast routine: French toast, espressos, and ipod, which has to blare at quite a volume (Kathleen Edwards—I’m telling you her new cd is great) to beat the air conditioner (seriously, the thing is a [...]

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Goldberg: Fix me, Jesus

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

She’s already feeling shaky, but she reaches for the coffee beans anyway. She wants the ritual. Boiling the water, grinding the beans, setting the timer, pushing down the French press. Everything is a little bit off this morning. She can’t count on herself—her mood. This irritates her. Yesterday, everything had seemed possible; she could smell [...]

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a family dialogue

Friday, May 9, 2008

Daughter: “Where should we go?”
Dad: “Somewhere with good coffee.”
Mom: “Are we bringing books or are we relating to each other?”
Dad: “It never hurts to have a book.”
Davey humor.

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