I saw on the news the other day that one of our favorite restaurants in JP, El Oriental de Cuba, was firebombed with a Malotov cocktail. That sucks. The food there was so good, and so cheap, I have no idea why someone would firebomb it. I hope they catch whoever did it and force him to eat bland prison food for the rest of his life.

Some early results of our over-grown garden.
Left to right: Cucumbers, Rosemary, Grape Tomatoes , Green Beans, Peppermint

Now I'm getting all excited for Cucumber Dill Salad, Rosemary Infused Olive Oil, Tomatoes and Mozzarella, Sauteed Green Beans with Fried Garlic, Mojitos...

Still growing: Bell peppers, jalapenos, lots more cucumbers, tons more grape tomatoes, heirloom tomatoes (2 varieties), basil

Wish I had planted: Zucchini

While browsing in Borders, I was looking at some random CDs that were available on the listening station. One album featured a song with the most fabulous title: Champagne for My Real Friends, Real Pain for my Sham Friends. I'm sorry, but this turn of phrase is exactly what I find creative and smart and very funny.

I immediately cued up the machine to hear this song by the band Fall Out Boy. It's too bad when something has the promise of genius and turns out to be not very good at all. Or, in fact, bad.

But I still like saying, "Champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends." Actually, love it.

(One more thing: Borders describes this band as "A combination of Pavement and Coldplay". What does that mean?)

Ann and I both read the new Harry Potter this weekend. We each read 3 chapters at a time, although there were definitely times when we wanted to keep going. It was great and very sad and leaves many unanswered questions for the final book, which probably won't come out for at least 2 or 3 years. I won't discuss anything here, in case some of you are still planning on reading it, but if you want to chat about it, post in the comments.

We went raspberry picking on Tuesday night. We planned to eat some and freeze some, but we ate them all.
Delicious.

There was a Garbage Pail Kids Movie?!? Why didn't anyone tell me?

An ethnographic study on non-traditional use of Gold Bond. Click "listen."

This would be funny if it wasn't true:

(Pic found at Washington Monthly).