Food, glorious food

It's been a week of good eating. I hate to say this, and Wendy will probably be dubious, but today I ate at a corporate cafe that was (dare I say it?) a better eating experience than the ones I've had at Google. I went to lunch at the Urban Outfitters company cafe today down at the Philadelphia Navy Yard and it was just so terrific. The views are neat - water, ships, etc. Urban Outfitters spent a lot of money putting their corporate complex down there. The cafe building is a renovated warehouse - they preserved so many of the warehouse components (beams, pumps, etc.) while adding in all the warm fuzzy woodsy-ness that is Urban Outfitters and Anthropologie. So the cafe was gorgeous, the food was fresh and YUMMY, and the people were quite hip.

Last week was Thanksgiving - leftovers from which we are still eating. I was quite intent this year on having a proper sit-down Thanksgiving with table linens and all. And we hosted a lovely one...turkey (thanks Ebonie), cornbread stuffing, salmon, collard greens, yams, mushroom rice, desserts, mac n' cheese, and it goes on...even potato salad that I actually really liked. (It must have been my standing over my mother-in-law-to-be saying "MORE paprika" :) After dinner, we and the rest of the family piled up pillows and blankets on the couch and floor and watched The Day After Tomorrow. I amazingly made it through the whole movie without falling asleep. Thanks Evelan for staying up with me!

Here are some pics from the holiday...we should have taken more...but we were busy cooking, sleeping, eating, and talking. Isn't that what Thanksgiving is for anyways?

Before I publish this, I wanted to share two wonderful stories I heard today about my favorite munchkinettes. The first is about my sister's daughter Tanuja who is 3.5 years old. Apparently she's going through a fussy phase, and to help resolve situations that arise, my sister invented Miss Fussy. And so what they do is they ask Miss Fussy to go away. This morning, while I was talking to my sister, there was apparently a little mini-drama about the coldness of the water that Tanuja was being washed with. There was no hot water available, and she was about to have a mini-meltdown. So my sister said "Can we ask Miss Fussy to go home? To go back to her house?" and Tanuja said "yes" and asked Miss Fussy to go back home...and thus she calmed down. Later, Tanuja got onto the phone with me and told me how she doesn't want Miss Fussy to come over, so she tells her to go back to her house...but that she has to keep telling Miss Fussy this over and over again. I just about died laughing.

The second story is reprinted without permission in its entirety. It is written by Wendy about Tallulah and comes with visual aids:





"Tallulah's pals Baby and Curious George. Apparently Curious George was misbehaving earlier, as she was putting George on time out while Baby got yogurt. The other night, she was reading a book to her penguin in the bath tub, and the penguin had the audacity to float away. She grabbed him and put him in time-out on the edge of the bathtub. "Time out, Time out." Penguin was then responding "Sorry, sorry" in Tallulah's voice. And Tallulah comforted him with "Kiss kiss Penguin," but followed up with "Time out." Quite interesting to see yourself through the eye's of your child."


I say, aren't children grand?