Feb 26
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Why yes, that is Earl Grey in my cookie!

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Less than a year into our relationship TD and I wandered over to Europe on vacation.  I point out how long we’d been dating because we were still in that stage where everyone is polite and both parties still happily do things the other likes.  Even if they don’t.
We spent the first week in London and loved it.  Of course.  We did all the touristy stuff, drank at Punch and Judys (where I couldn’t keep myself from asking several of …

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Feb 14
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If cupid was a bartender

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All around me it seems, delicious cocktails have been popping up.  I’m sure it’s a trend.  I’m sure at some point the cool kids who decide such fads will get tired of interesting flavors and turn their fickle taste buds back to the mellower white zinfandel or tasteless Natty Lite (okay, maybe not.  But, you know what I mean).  For now, at this moment at least, it’s almost okay to order something other than a vodka and soda while standing at the bar.  Examples? …

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Feb 9
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A country lacking

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I know I’ve talked about my good friend Mel who went on sabbatical to South America, met a boy, fell in love, moved to Argentina, got married, had one baby boy and then a second one.  Right?
Well, if I haven’t, Mel and I went to college together and then, along with our other friend Amber, we  lived together for another three years after graduation.  Three years, three different apartments and way too many adventures to recount here.  But let me …

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Feb 2
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Love and peppercorns (pink of course)

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As I explained around this time last year, the pink peppercorn has played a contentious role in TD’s and my relationship.  In fact, the pink peppercorn has taken on its own meaning in our little parlay.  One might, if one wanted, consider the phrase, “does it have pink peppercorns?” part of our marital code.  At its most simple it is what TD says when he means, “what kind of crap did you put in this that I potentially will not …

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