Who’d have guessed back in March that one of the best things to come out of this covidcrisis would be my discovery of the wonders of a bidet?
Remember how there was a wild run on toilet paper early in the pre-lockdown phase? My solution was to buy a 48-roll box from Who Gives A Crap. It’s bamboo TP — better for the environment, as bamboo is an eminently renewable resource — and not expensive. Great find, I thought, because I hadn’t been able to source inexpensive bamboo TP locally. Thanks, Facebook ad!
But then one day, when I was out, my partner — you can find her at Falcon & Acorn — installed a new Tushy Classic Bidet. Continue reading “The wonders of a simple bidet”
I love ice cream.
I don’t think that puts me in the minority of humans. What’s not to love about ice cream? It’s creamy. It’s sweet. It’s delicious!
I’m including gelato under the “ice cream” label, even though I like it more than ice cream. It’s smoother, and usually not as sweet, which I would imagine is true because it’s retaining its European roots, and it seems to me that Americans prefer their foods too sweet.
My father was in the US Air Force, so I spent more than half of my school years living in Europe. England when I was very young, for first and second grades, and Germany when I was older, junior high (what’s usually called “middle school” now) and high school.
Because of all the time I spent in Europe as a youth, I developed less of a sweet tooth than other people I know, because, when I was a kid, anyway, Europeans made their sweet pastries with a lot less sugar than Americans do. A German cake, for example, was very enjoyable to me, because ingredients other than sugar shone through. Continue reading “My relationship with ice cream”