Hey y’all! Long time no see! No worries, I’m back to torture you with more odd-looking breakfast food and gory butchering of the English language. Hide yo wife and hide yo kids, cos June is here to stay.
Friday, August 1, 2014
Monday, July 28, 2014
Note: if you are not interested in being enraged along with me or learning why you should not read “The Fault in Our Stars”, then feel free to skip over this post. It’s more of a rant than a post, anyway. Sometimes a girl’s gotta rant. I also broke this into five parts to make it easier to digest (though you will probably end up with gastrointestinal problems after this anyway).
|Sage words. source|
An angry introduction
In the past week, I have been reminded why I hate summer reading.
I have also begun to hope that this fancy-ass new private school to which I am transferring is not as shitty as its choices in literature, because damn. I have been traumatized.
Sunday, July 27, 2014
Right after departing from our five days of Suzuki violin force-feeding otherwise known as Ogontz, la familia de Baby June headed right over to Lincoln, New Hampshire for some more vacationing. Why? I am not entirely sure. This is, however, our only big vacation of the year, so it is only natural that we would want to milk the opportunity for all it’s worth.
Thursday, July 24, 2014
When asked how I should describe Ogontz Suzuki Institute on my public food blog, my dad said, “Eclectic. Use the word eclectic somewhere in there.”
Which of course made me cringe, because nearly everything involving real people in real life makes me cringe, but also because I’m not sure if the adjective eclectic really has any use beyond offering the user a sense of intellectual superiority.
Thankfully, there a lot of other words one can use to describe this place.
|Mmmkay June, so what are you talking about?|
Saturday, July 19, 2014
I’m an indecisive person. Thankfully my life isn’t wracked with life-or-death decisions like, say, should we bomb Syria, or if we should go to Dunkin Donuts or Starbucks (the last one is up to my mom and her credit card). But lately, I’ve been thinking about decisions. Things I’m not certain about.
Turns out, I’m not certain about much. A list, for your enjoyment:
Wednesday, July 16, 2014
People these days have no restraint, it seems, when it comes to naming things as “Ze Best”.
That’s it for today’s lesson, folks. For your homework, head over to Google.com and type “best ever chocolate chip cookies” in the search bar. Use a graduated befuddle-o-meter to measure the general trends of your frustration / confusion / anger levels as you delve deeper and deeper into the black hole that is finding a decent chocolate chip cookie recipe.
Monday, July 14, 2014
When you do a lot of baking, you pick up odd tidbits of information that are hard to explain to someone who isn’t as familiar with this form of culinary creation. You learn when you should substitute whole grain flours and when you shouldn’t; you know what ingredients to replace in a pinch; you know if it’s okay to skip a step, if it’s just an unnecessary complication. And most importantly, you learn how to spot a shitty recipe.
I’m still working on that last one.