Every morning that I drive Toddler Harbat to school I have to get through a four-way stop. Sounds simple, but this intersection is made worse by two factors. One, there’s an elementary school on the corner that starts session right…
Every morning that I drive Toddler Harbat to school I have to get through a four-way stop. Sounds simple, but this intersection is made worse by two factors. One, there’s an elementary school on the corner that starts session right…
Having kids means being ready for anything. Which isn’t really possible because they’ll always surprise you with something. Example: earlier this week I was giving Toddler Harbat a bath and, as usual, she had a running commentary going. When she…
We had a lot of both this weekend. The great ciabatta bake day was a pretty simple affair. No-knead ciabatta is mostly about leaving dough in a bowl to bubble on its own—it’s the perfect lazy man’s bread. So bake…
Short post today. I’ve got the batter for 16 loaves of ciabatta fermenting away in the kitchen. Mixing bowls, stock pots, even the shell to the salad spinner are all pressed into service to hold all this dough. This afternoon…
Watching TV has always been a fall-back for me. When you think you have no energy to do anything, the chores are done, you can sink back into the couch and watch TV for an hour before going to bed. …
It’s really the ultimate event. You get to go out after dark when you should be in bed. Instead of itchy boring normal clothes you get to wear whatever you want, the more outrageous the better. You get to wander…
Let’s talk about the walking dead, moaning ghouls, rotting corpses, and succubi, by whom I mean the U.S. Congress. I heard on the radio this morning that “…the Republicans have already vowed not to work with the president.” Thank you,…
What do you do with all the leftover cake and cupcakes from a birthday party? You eat them in a weeklong slog through dessert every night. On Monday night Toddler Harbat was well aware that there was leftover cake just…
Roughly once per day for the last few months Toddler Harbat has asked about her birthday. Each time we asked about a theme, it varied from “Pony Princess” to “Princess Pony”. No way was I dressing up in a full-sized…
This, I learned from Toddler Harbat, is the sound a vampire makes: hiss! It’s to be accompanied by two hands with fingers hooked into rictus claws of pain and a fearsome grimace. Remember the warrior face from the cookie post? …