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I saw her in (among other things) a production of The Lyons, and I laughed myself sick. But yeah, she'll always be Alice to me.

I have 100% gotten a slice on the way home from a dainty restaurant meal.

Amy Carter and I were shopping at Commander Salamander in Georgetown at the same time, summer of 1982. That's my only Carter-related story. I still have the shirt I bought, because I am a hoarder, and also the same size as I was then.

Now I have to re-watch to see what set me off as a single-digit person.

It's sad when an actual good person dies. But it's happy that they lived so long and did so much for others.

A little NYE pre-gaming. Very pre-.

We watched her Romeo & Juliet movie in elementary school. I remember it being kind of racy.

It is an especially lovely cheese. Also very much enjoyed the Tomme de Savoie. I put out Valley Thunder for the timid.

I got a bit of sticker shock from the Kunik (I think I've only gotten the mini before). So I'm glad I only put out half of it, because it got scarfed up right quick.

There's a bunch in the freezer. Come on by.

And latke muffins!

Squished eleven people into my living room and stuffed them full of brunch. Bagels from Davidovitch; whitefish, herring, lox & smoked trout from Acme; Ben's cream cheese; pickles from Pickle Guys; tomato and onion from the guy outside the Citibank. Avocado cream and crudite. Celery salad with parm, parsley and walnuts; winter greens salad; deviled egg salad with ikura. Cheese from Formaggio Essex and Valley Shepherd; Asian pear and fuyu persimmon. Bloody Mary's, OBVIOUSLY.

Everyone snapped 'em up for 7 Fishes.

I KNEW IT!!!

I have a run-of-the-mill bathroom scale that has worked reasonably well for the decade or so I've had it. Yesterday when I stepped onto it, it made a crunching sound, as if it were full of twigs and pebbles all of a sudden. And it's knocked 30 lbs off my weight. Anyone know what happened to it?

And you can certainly see why.

I need to know where everyone's planning to be, so I can arrange introductions.

Helen Rosner recommends three panettones, two of which are sold out. Not very service-y! https://www.newyorker.com/culture/the-food-scene/three-exceptional-panettones

I hope you said hey to my friends Jenny and Russell.

If you go into a frenzy of tidying up and mistakenly delete your beautiful Restaurant Map and then mistakenly also empty your Google drive trash, you can ask Google to recover it, and they will.

I am very fond of that space, which is small and underground and somehow still does not feel claustrophobic.

I more than kinda miss it. I loved it there.

She'll appreciate it this time.

That's the big advantage to not eating meat. So much space in the freezer for gin.

Clumsiness. I've never broken anything because I was angry. I'm just an oaf. A really small oaf.