Monthly Archives: February 2009

in love with lincoln

monica sent me this picture essay by maira kalman from the new york times. it’s a lovely essay…with PICTURES. anyway, I really liked it and I’m probably the last person in the world to read it, but there it is, anyway.



my dream

this comes several days after the fact, but I had a very strange dream the other night. those of you who are dream interpreters should feel free to let me know what it means.

alec baldwin taught me how to fly. fly a plane, you say? no. fly. like a bird. we flew to the public library. that was it.

here is a paint rendition of the event. I know this is a terrible picture of alec baldwin. you will notice that this is definitely a dream because I am wearing shorts and we all know that that is an impossibility.


interpreter and cat

I saw this intepreter and his cat friend on saturday at colonial williamsburg. you can’t see it, but the cat was also wearing a tri-cornered hat.

presidents’ day…

…is the best holiday, and I thought you should know. I think what I like best about it is its elusive apostrophe. ha ha!

here’s a collection of amazingly awful presidential cakes from cakewrecks. maybe I’ll make one myself tonight.


delicious cupcake alert

I feel obligated to share the recipe (or at least some of the recipe) for these delicious burnt butter and brown sugar cupcakes that I made this afternoon. I found them to be airy, just the right balance of sweet, and all in all very kicky and fresh little cakes.
beware: contains much butter!

burnt butter and brown sugar cupcakes!
from Nigella Lawson’s How to be a Domestic Goddess: Baking and the Art of Comfort Cooking

for cupcakes:
1/2 cup plus 2 tbs. unsalted butter

mine did not have faces

mine did not have faces

3/4 cup self-rising cake flour
3 tbs. sugar
5 tbs. brown sugar
2 large eggs
1 tsp.vanilla extract
1 tsp. baking powder
2-3 tbs. milk

1/2 cup plus 2 tbs. unsalted butter
1 2/3 to 2 cups confectioner’s sgar
1 tsp. vanilla extract
2-3 tbs. milk

so I think I probably can’t give you the full directions here because I’d be violating copyright law or something.  I think you can figure out how the recipe goes. but I will tell you that the oven needs to be 400 degrees and for both the cakes and the icing you must melt the butter over medium heat until slightly burnt, strain it to get rid of the yucky residue, then let it harden up a little bit before mixing with the other ingredients. hooray!

footage of the mighty narwhal!


I have long been entranced by the mighty narwhal, or, as I sometimes like to call them, the great unicorns of the sea. but I’ve never seen footage of them actually displaying their awesome mightiness until now. huzzah!

“am I double parked by the curbstone of your heart?”

a wonderful list of bad country song titles here. some of them aren’t “bad,” per se, but rather hilarious and a credit to the comedic/poetic genius of their authors.

I’m partial to “Redneck Martians Stole My Baby,” “She Made Toothpicks Out Of The Timber Of My Heart,” and of course the classic “You Done Stomped On My Heart (and You Mashed That Sucker Flat)” with its infamous lyrics “You done stomped on my heart, you broke it all apart/Sweetheart, you just sorta stomped on my aorta.”

here’s a video.