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My dad was the family cook. And he always cooked the entire spread for Thanksgiving dinner. Since he had been bedridden this year, I had been planning on taking over cooking Thanksgiving dinner anyways. There was no question in my mind that we wouldn't have Thanksgiving dinner. Ever. Even if, at first, because the big turkey is my favorite meal of the entire year. And even if, at last, I had already bought $200 worth of groceries that I didn't want to go to waste. When the question over the holiday first came up my mom threatened...

Halloween. Last weekend. Well, two weekends now. Friday Rocky Horror. Midnight. So many virgins. They threw their toilet paper at the wrong time. Watching costumes out the window and making up what they were. Bobby Flay met Emeril. A headless cow. Saturday Boys Town Halloween parade. I was a jackalope. Heather was a superhero. Ron was from Where the Wild Things are. Don was pinhead. I also got an oil change. Like a big girl. (My jackalope Halloween costume was just a fur-lined sweatshirt turned inside out, a rabbit ear headband coupled with a deer horn headband and a nose painted pink with blush.)...

Saturday was the Fourth of July! For some that means fireworks. For others that means barbecues. For others that means marching in a band and joining the parade! But for me, the Fourth of July only means one thing: The Nathan's Famous Hot Dog Eating Contest at Coney Island!   The Nathan's Famous Hot Dog Eating Contest at Coney Island Since the eating contest started airing on ESPN in 2003, I would be glued to my television every Fourth of July. It was my favorite part of the holiday and, last year, Nadia and I went to New York to see it in...

So I've decided to go this year without a 100 list of things to do this year. For the last two years I carefully crafted a list of things I wanted to do during the upcoming 12 months and tried desperately to accomplish them. This year I've decided to try and go without the list for a couple of reasons: 1. The fact that at the end of the year my list of more than half incomplete forces me to focus on my failures instead of my successes. 2. I'm hoping that I don't really need it. I started the list as a...

To begin this I just want to say that I love all my friends to death. but this is going to be a very bitter post. and i am really tired because I don't sleep anymore. so it won't make sense. Happy New Year, eh? I've just felt really off and crappy lately about everything and over the last two months I've felt like I crumbled. I just hoped that something on New Years would go on to help me step away from that, but I knew that wasn't going to happen. Actually the whole night went 100% of how I predicted...

I sort of have this love/hate relationship with New Years. Like part of me actually thinks something can possibly change between December 31 and January 1 and the slate be wiped clean. Like a new date can mean a new life. Like I can just be this whole new person. (of course, I fucked up that new life by 12:01 anyways, but I digress) I think the Game of Life was the appropriate theme for my year. I seemed to have extreme ups and extreme downs and not very much in between. And I guess so is life. But enough about...

I was pretty much on my own cooking Thanksgiving dinner this year. To be fair, my family offered to help but I'm stubborn and a bit of a control freak and just wanted to do it all myself. So here's what I made: turkey (brined last night), stuffing (both in bird and out), mashed potatoes, green bean casserole, sweet potatoes topped with marshmallows, dinner rolls (not homemade), and pumpkin cookies. And here is the evolution of Thanksgiving Dinner: from taking the bird out of the brine, to claiming a drumstick for myself. [gallery type="rectangular" link="none" size="full" ids="51598,51599,51600,51601,51602,51603,51604,51605,51607,51608,51609,51610,51611,51612,51613,51606,51614,51620,51622,51615,51616,51617,51618,51619,51621,51623,51624,51625,51626,51627,51628"]...