7 posts tagged “friends”

I bought a little chicken from my local butcher, which prides itself on local, grass-fed meats, which are without fail expensive and delicious. They also have the best eggs I've ever eaten. A bold sign outside declares "New England Can Feed Itself", and despite the freezing temperatures and how tired I am of turnips and kale, I almost believe them.

Given this fierce local/organic approach to their wares, I should have expected what happened. When I got home with a little chicken marked - get this - "Buddhist Style". And indeed, little chicken looks heart-meltingly serene: its little feet were tucked underneath it in a perfect lotus pose, and its head, still very much attached, bent prayerfully to one side. Hello, little chicken! (Typically, they ask me if I want it butchered, but I think they forgot and I assumed.)

I'm not quite sure what to do with it. Do I confess that I am a sissy and take it the mile walk back to the butcher, and make them lop off its extremities? Or man up (as it were) and butcher the thing myself? It brings back memories of my dad saying the reason he never eats chicken is watching his mother kill one by catching it and breaking its neck. My husband certainly doesn't want to play Barber of Tremont Street.

I'm not sure if this will turn me back into a vegetarian, or teach me to finally Get Over It, that my delicious roast bird ones had a face and feet. The rest of the world would surely sigh in impatience that I would even be thinking twice about this.

I think I'll call her Marie Antoinette. The beheading is scheduled for 5pm this evening.

all in a pretty row

Show us a photo of a Leo you love. 

jenny and chris

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What was the highlight of this past weekend?

Drinking mai tais, singing Journey, and talking about shoes with two people I'd never met before.

my best friend is getting ready for her first ever surgery - all 4 wisdom teeth out. At 30, she admits that perhaps doing this earlier might have been smarter. She's also going back to finish her bachelors' degree, so this is how she's spending spring break. Since I held back fmr telling my horror story, I'll tell it to all yall instead.

When I had my wisdom teeth out, I was just novocain-ed, since I had to drive back to school and had a weekend full of work to do. First of all, you could HEAR it happening. Then, the vibration of the car knocked loose the surgery, and I had two dry sockets 500 miles from the nearest doctor who took my insurance. I called my oral surgeon, and he said "dissolve an asprin in warm water and swirl it." I liberally dosed myself with whiskey. It was all very frontier medicine.

what's YOUR wisdom tooth horror story? Once she gets on Comet, I'll share them with her.

"not to worry...chicken curry!"

My college housemate's mom, Miss Kavita, used to say "not to worry, chicken curry!" when anyone was

a. sick
b. sad
c. plain old hungry.

I am C.

I prefer my curry super-hot and more soupy, just with the basics and naan to soak up the extra.

(she also used to say she was allowed to have McDonald's burgers, because it had the karma ground out of it. Ah, the South, corrupting morals since 1776.)

is how far I am away from knowing someone who works at the motherf'ing MUPPET FACTORY.

Beaker

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I just don't get a lot of sports, but if the college I went to is playing, I'll go. Tonight, it's my best friend's college, Albany, playing basketball against top team UConn. It's going to be a slaughter.

A slaughter we will enjoy with beer at Elixir.

I just looked at the word Elixir, and couldn't figure out for a minute if it actually needed two "i"s.

I've been web 2.0'ed.