After an unhealthily long fiction drought, it's raining again. I have just finished Mick Jackson's The Underground Man, which was everything I hoped for and makes me want to go poking around archives and historical buildings, and am halway through Louise Rennison's Angus, Thongs, and Full-Frontal Snogging. (And thanks to the series website I now know there are 4 more of them!) Utterly delightful and very, very funny. It is all I can do to have left the book at home when I left for work this morning. It's that good.

A few years ago I saw this little cookbook from some other dimension named Pies Men Like. Except it wasn’t from another dimension. It was written by the folks at GM in the 1950s for the GM wives so they could make, well, pies their men liked. Delightfully retro in that gee-I'm-glad-the-50s -are-over sort of way. But also scary.

Be happy this is not our reality (at least, mostly it isn't, overtly it isn't). Rejoice in the people and experiences and things that make your pie yours. Pies I like! But I prefer cake.

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I love Bollywood so much that I made a separate blog for it.

remember when I went to Australia?

when you take grad school too much to heart re: literature

when you take grad school too much to heart re: travels

The Trophy Wife

rock and roll lifestyle

Why God Why

Technically not a friend, as not a human, but still a place I love very much, so it counts: Massey College

Blog design is based largely on Not That Ugly with some ideas from Firdamatic with some additional tweaking

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