BipolarLawyerCook

I go to ther­apy not far from Fen­way Park and Ken­more Square, a land of ample metered park­ing.  Usu­ally.  But it’s base­ball sea­son, and as I came out of my ses­sion, the SUVs were roam­ing like mad cat­tle, foam­ing and froth­ing and honk­ing and worst of all, NOT USING THEIR SIGNALS TO INDICATE LANE CHANGES.  […]

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Yep.  Workin’ Christ­mas Eve.
But that’s okay.  You know why?
I baked.  Cook­ies.  Lots of ‘em.  I made my tra­di­tional Fine Cook­ing but­ter cook­ies with rasp­berry jam fill­ing and frost­ing.  And choco­latey cook­ies sprin­kled with salt from Bar­bara Lynch’s cook­book Stir.  (Run, don’t walk, make these cook­ies.)  And the best tof­fee you will ever eat, ever.
That’s right– recipe links.  […]

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It’s a weather site.  It tells you the tem­per­a­ture and fore­cast for your loca­tion, based on your ISP address.  There’s a blog and a com­ment form and the design is very, very sim­ple.  But there’s just enough edi­to­r­ial com­ment of the NSFW type to make it all so very worth­while.  In the vein of the […]

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258 pho­tos at the Ferry Farmer’s Mar­ket– less fat­ten­ing than Cow­girl Cream­ery Cheese.
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The Ferry Farmer’s Mar­ket: like heaven, just fog­gier.
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BLC (out loud): (To guy nearly kneecap­ping me with his cane) Hey, watch it!
BLC (inter­nally): Oh, shit. Another blind guy.
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I’ve never been afraid of heights before. But I tried to walk across […]

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I was com­ing out of my build­ing at the end of work one day this week, and as I breached the cor­ner of our entry­way, I was nearly run over by a blind man wield­ing his cane like a joust­ing lance, and hold­ing a cell­phone to his ear with the hand not bran­dish­ing his lance.
So help […]

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