I never understood why that song is somehow a Christmas song, but if the shoe fits.
I realize I have abandoned you somewhat, my cookbook-reading public. I am very sorry. This whole economy thing is crappy and makes me want to drink beer instead of read cookbooks. So, while this is lame, in no particular order, here are things that are annoying me today:
The Burger King perfume, the fact that I don't have Nach Waxman's job, the fact that Serious Eats keeps trying to blame bacon on hipsters instead of themselves, Mark Bittman making vanilla meringues when everyone knows there are WAY better flavors for merinques and it's kind of a waste to only flavor them with vanilla, the story on failing catering companies I heard on NPR the other day, New York-centric food blogs that I have to read even though I will probably never eat in any of the restaurants, that dude who recreated the Keller/Achatz meal, the fact that food media is either really bitchy or sugary sweet pablum, our water supplier who refuses to answer his phone or call me back even though I want to give him money in exchange for goods, the fact that I have zero time to finish my Christmas presents, the fact that I can't take a nap right now, the fact that I have to work between Christmas and New Year's, the fact that the only food I have at my house is 700K tamales.
The end.
