Carole and Jay Furr
The Otter and Lemur Chronicles
Tag: food
Depression-Era Values
Mom was a child of the Depression. She was born two months before the market crashed and she grew up one of eight kids in a rural Florida family where the father was frequently unemployed and the mother was frequently in mental hospitals. A…
The Politics of Dancing (Waring Blender Edition)
Just killed my red Waring bar blender trying to make Carole a smoothie with skim milk, frozen berries, and frozen yogurt chunks (which she’d prepared in advance in a silicone cube tray). Apparently there are some things that are too much for a Waring…
The Unbearable Lightness of Ice Cream Cakes
Carole really likes ice cream cakes. I mean she really, really likes ice cream cakes. Even though I can take them or leave them, she used to try to twist my arm into consenting to have an ice cream cake for my birthday every…
Wherein Elizabeth Reid Is A Very Cool Person
Life hasn’t been easy this week. My father had a stroke on Sunday, and a couple of other family members have had a significant and upsetting upheaval in their lives. I’ve been wandering around feeling sort of shell-shocked. One of the unfortunate things about…
A Pimento Cheese Kind Of Day
Today is a pimento cheese kind of day. Or, to be more specific, a grilled pimento cheese sandwich kind of day. It’s cold, blustery, wet, dark, and all in all the kind of day you’d like to spend indoors with something fun to read…
Pudding
I don’t like instant pudding. I grew up a child of the 1970s. Born in 1967, I came into awareness as a consumer of food products at a time when instant pudding was not yet the behemoth of the colloidal world as it is…
Carole Furr