Monthly Archives: December 2012

Turn your kid into a really cute seal

I wasn’t looking for a seal outfit. I was researching another bearded hat. Because really, the world needs more.

But in addition to filling the bearded hat needs of the world, Icelandic company VÍK PRJÓNSDÓTTIR (I dare you to pronounce that aloud) offers this:

seal

© Vík Prjónsdóttir

I have no idea how this can yield anything other than really cute Instagrams and trips to the Emergency Room for chin stitches but…it’s adorable.

The sad story beneath the product info is definitely not for children unless you already have a large therapy fund started to deal with the abandonment issues it may cause.

And yes, there’s an adult version. Please don’t buy it. OK do, but you’re required to  tweet me pics of yourself wearing it.

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  • Battle of the Bearded Beanies
  • Every other beard-related post I have ever put out there
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Good riddance, pumpkin

Remember the possible pumpkin spice latte shortage? I am in the camp that doesn’t care.

Those people who are sad because Starbucks will stop selling them along with the other seasonal drinks? I’m not one of them.

My issue isn’t pumpkin, per se, but fake flavorings. I’ll take my latte straight, thanks.

New York Magazine (my favorite) recently ran a piece under the headline “Pumpkin is the New Bacon - Taste the ubiquity!” that confirmed my suspicions.

Via NYMag.com:

The weird thing about pumpkin’s rise to baconlike ubiquity is that pumpkin, on its own, is not a very appetizing food at all. A dense and stringy fruit, it needs the accompaniment of a lot of sugar and spices before it becomes particularly palatable.

And

The secret of Starbucks’ Pumpkin Spice Latte, for instance, is that it’s just a latte spruced up with pumpkin-flavored syrup—connoisseurs cite cinnamon, nutmeg, clove. Dunkin’ Donuts takes the feint further, dropping the “spice” from the name, though that’s mostly what you’re tasting. But no matter: If a restaurant served actual pumpkin purée, the taste and texture might shatter customers’ illusions. “Pumpkin,” on the other hand, is delicious.

Syrup, eh? I’m not into it. If Fall 2013 brings another pumpkin spice latte shortage rumor, don’t blame me.

Updated to add this funny pumpkin post. And this one.

Old Forge pizza

Whenever I go home to the Scranton area, going for pizza is high on my To Do list.

Not just any pizza will do. And I definitely don’t call for Domino’s or Pizza Hut. Sacrilege.

Instead it’s Old Forge style pizza I crave. When I visited my family for Christmas, my friend Kristin and I went to Salerno’s.

Salernos

It was so satisfying. Great, familiar pizza shared with a friend I have known since we were five years old.

Have you ever tried this style of pizza?

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No FUPAs allowed

Ladies and gents, this is a real class offered by New York Sports Clubs.

Below the belt

 

The class description reads:

Below the Belt
A strength conditioning class designed to target the muscles of the lower body and the core.

I fully expect there to be Kegels.

 

Related post:

  • That time Rob asked Kristen ‘Can you kegel?’

Twitter Spotlight is recovering from Christmas in Scranton

Twitter Spotlight will return in 2013. Today this gal is traveling back to NYC after a few entertaining days in the Scranton area.

If you’re really sad about the lack of a new Twitter Spotlight, I’m sorry. How about you console yourself by taking a walk down Twitter Spotlight memory lane here.

Family, Christmas, expectations and that sort of thing

This Modern Love column Carolyn S. Briggs really held my attention and brought back some old feelings about family, holidays and expectations.

Consider the opening:

MY three vegetarian, activist, urban, multi-degreed, agnostic, adult children have rejected Christmas as a consumerist sham of a holiday, one in which they will not be participating. Oh, they’ll take the day off and drink organic wine, but they won’t be buying presents, putting up a tree, baking cookies, lighting candles or decking any halls. There will be no taking of a family picture for their card and no sending of that card or any other.

My parents didn’t have a Christmas tree this year. When I visited for Thanksgiving, my mother gingerly broached the subject.

“How would you feel…if we didn’t have a tree?”

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Christmas in New York