And now for some commentary

So tonight. I'm doing the dishes. A not so common occurance at Magnolia, particularly because our watermain broke under the house and M and I were supposed to have showered by 9 am yesterday (so the note says that came to our door 4 pm yesterday...)

But I am using a sponge, at my parent's house in California (they're off jetsetting, leaving yours truly to cook and clean and generally be domestic with my bro until Monday) and it says "Nail Saver" and it's pink. And the wrapper says: "Your secret's safe with us... We won't tell anyone you do the dishes. Scrubbing power, absorbant wiping, and a comfortable grip to keep your hands out of the mess...Smart!"

I am offended by this, but I don't know if I'm being oversensitive or what.

Like, obviously women are the only ones doing dishes. Obviously such a task is beneath them, or they don't want to wreck their manicures, or let on that they're washing their own freaking dishes. I have no idea. Just something about this rubs me the wrong way. Maybe I'll be more coherent later.

Edit:
http://community.livejournal.com/feminist_101/85126.html
This makes more sense than me, a little. Thank goodness for people with verbal skills!

What's the Story, Wishbone?

Or, how to get back on track with blogging...

As M pointed out last night, we went to go see Julie/Julia. I've been reading her blog religiously while I should be working, also in my mid (low?) level bureaucratic job, wishing for a better life. I found that the portrayal of her in the film was flimsy and not as strong as her blog posts read, but what can ya do? That's Hollywood, right?

Anyway, before the movie J and I went to Wishbone. It's by our new place omg! so that's exciting. M had already visited a few weeks ago and said it was delicious, so I had to check it out for myself. My god, I didn't even realize how hungry I was! I ate everything in sight. I ordered the meatloaf, and I don't even really like meatloaf all that much? But for some reason, I had a bad day or something, I don't know, and I just craved comfort food. It was fantastic. J said meatloaf just tastes like grandma, and I couldn't agree more. I had been so wary of it for so long, meatloaf. My mom would make it all the time when I was younger when my dad was out of town. She even got this godforesaken cookbook, how to cook meatloaf 365 ways or something, so my memories of the stuff were not fond in the slightest. But this stuff was wonderful.

I got to pick two sides, so I chose mashed sweet potatoes and spinach. Spinach I have never eaten before, really, but Julie's been cooking it (I'm currently in Spring of 2003) and I thought it would be nice to try, so I did. I didn't like it, so the waitress brought out some mac and cheese as a replacement. Very good substitute, but on the mushy side... sometimes that happens with mac and cheese.

Bonus points: walked around the Whole Foods that is literally 500 ft from our new place. It is beautiful. Small and jam packed with amazingness. We're going to start eating way better and cooking way more. Hooray!

More blogging in the future. The whole freaking world is going to start food blogging, I'm sure of it.

Julie + Julia

After long anticipation, A and I went to see Julie & Julia this evening. I enjoyed it, and perhaps the movie is what is inspiring me to post in our "food blog" after 2 months of neglect.

Julia (Meryl Streep) was pretty adorable. She was cute when she bought food, cooked food, went to cooking school, etc. She was giggly, life-loving, joyful, and energetic. Julie (Amy Adams) was, meh, okay, a little pathetic and ridiculously obsessed and in love with a woman she'd never met. Eric (Chris Messina) was perfect because is perfectly charming and fetching and beautiful as usual. He was probably the most sensible character, always reminding Julie that she had accomplished and cooked and wrote - it wasn't Julia. Julie was seriously lacking confidence: "Julia wouldn't fall apart, Julia wouldn't be mean to her husband, Juuuulia hatessss me!"

Despite her lameness, my favorite quote since I first saw the preview was from Julie: "I can write a blog. I have thoughts."

We can write a blog. We have thoughts!