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  • If it is to be said, so it be, so it is

    Oh, hi there! Thanks so much all for coming out on this misty saturday morning. Im both moved and touched. As is custom I begin with an acknowledgement that I am writing from recently ceded territory (also, coincidentally, seeded territory;… Continue reading

  • Canelé? More like Cantelé

    canelé i hardly knew you. the most easily overlooked, deceptively unpromising young women of the patisserie world. it takes a big, chonky man to admit when theyre wrong and i/xir, am they/them/that man. how wrong i was. these ridged burnished… Continue reading

  • Do ahead diva!

    god. sorry, how embarrassing. please ignore m’heirlooms. dont know how they got in there! not here to talk about tomates. nor whatever narcissistic injury you may be nursing this week. and neither nor the question of whether or not you… Continue reading

  • Captain correlli’s mandarin

    Wfh lunch al desko amirite?? I simply adore to read. I also simply adore to collect autumn produce (and impingements. but a story for another time!). Your crimson grapes, radiculos, poires and what have you. So just a simple side… Continue reading

  • why do bad things happen to good people?

    And another question: what do you do when you buy a gigante bowl? A: (with the help of souvenaid) remember that you vowed to do so last time you made I.O.B’s and your cup overruneth and made a messeth and… Continue reading

  • Dont know why i bother/a tender crumb

    Not a peep out of a single one of you. Not on the cookie, neither nor on the theme and variations on tart neither nor on the cake. And then you have the audacity of hope to ask for muffin… Continue reading

  • Great bitter lake/fewer better things

    Who can say, in troth, that there is no place for a cakey cookie? Who would not recognise in the Amercan chewy varietal the two qualities constitutive of the great hegemon herself – lies and under-cooked cookie dough? Who would… Continue reading

  • Chips Ahoy mateys!

    First time i ever et a chips ahoy – or rather, more specifically the chewy CA varietal – was at a house party hosted by the daughter of Billy Connolly. Like a dream, I can only see fragments in my… Continue reading

  • “I wouldn’t request it, specifically”

    Like so much in life/friendship, this promised so much and delivered, at best, a great deal less. That said, it was not dry as the above infographic would suggest, nor do i think did it merited the vile, bilious, vitriol… Continue reading

    “I wouldn’t request it, specifically”
  • ETERNAL VIGILANCE!

    We have a lot of laffs here at schleps. a lot of laffs. now dont get me wrong, i enjoy the fun as much as the next man. but theres a time for fun and then there’s a time for… Continue reading

    ETERNAL VIGILANCE!