Thursday, October 11, 2007
Chefboy and I went to the State Fair yesterday. (That simple sentence fails to convey the driving....driving....driving we did.) The petting zoo had a baby giraffe, about ten feet high, who decided that *my* five-dollar cup of critter feed was the *best* five-dollar cup of critter feed. He lowered his head, stuck his insanely narrow muzzle into the cup, and licked up feed with his huge black tongue. I was totally smitten. I was also intimidated by the size of his feet.
Wahoo! Look it up. It's cool.
TIGI Oatmeal Cookie body wash
I know I've written about this before, but I just snagged the last two bottles at the grocery store. It's like bathing in brown sugar without the stickies, but then it resolves to a deep, rich sandalwood.
He grumps and growls and barks and howls and raises his paw for belly-rubs. What could be better?
The new Wusthof knife Chefboy got for me
It makes insanely quick work of chopping. I didn't even feel it when I sliced my finger the other night (just a little slice; no worries).
Posted by Jo at 1:53 PM