The doorbell just rang. It was these:
Are they not insanely beautiful? They’re from S. Today is our six-month wedding anniversary, but that’s just a coincidence. S produces ...
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Last week I introduced Fat Debbie.
Today I’d like you to meet Hot Debbie, the second face I’ve worn in my life.
The other night ...
This morning I had an errand to run in Union Square, and knowing that the Farmer’s Market is there on Mondays I didn’t eat breakfast before I left the house ...
At the end of an interminable, depressing day in which I did my best to avoid all forms of news–except for the concession speech, which did little ...
The sun pours in my window as I write this. The cats sit in puddles of light. Outside, the guys at the garage next door bang on cars and shout ...
In my life I’ve shown three distinct faces to the world: Fat Debbie, Hot Debbie, and Debbie.
Fat Debbie debuted before I turned three years old.
According to ...
I’ve been avidly reading about the various Is My Blog Burning events for some time now. The launch of Words to Eat By barely missed the last one (terrines) ...