Pour yourself a bowl of FAIL flakes

Pax Arcana

There’s an old saying that the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. There’s another old saying that the Japs are crazier than a tub full of boiled possums.

Some ideas just lose their flavor over time.

hotdogSo thank God for cookbook author Giulia Melucci, whose new book “I Loved, I Lost, I Made Spaghetti,” strides valiantly on to the cutting edge of 1994. Basically it’s about how Melucci dated a bunch of dudes and then ate stuff:

You could call the book “Sex and the City” with recipes, and Ms. Melucci would agree — except, as she points out, with her it wasn’t ever about going to the hottest restaurant, it was about going to the best one; she isn’t about partying because she doesn’t stay out that late; and, unlike the “Sex and the City” girls, she cooks. Her romantic adventures in the book are interspersed with recipes like “Morning After Pumpkin Bread” and “Ineffectual Eggplant Parmigiana” (“Serves the two of you plus the three people you wish were there to keep the conversation going”).

In this age of perennial self-analysis and mass media run amok, it’s about time someone stood on the precipice of the next generation and screamed to the heavens one immortal truth:


At Home With Giulia Melucci [NYT]



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5 responses to “Pour yourself a bowl of FAIL flakes

  1. I made spaghetti last night. I even put meatballs in the sauce. That’s right — I WAS COOKING TWO THINGS AT ONCE.

    Bow before me.

  2. Esquire

    Speaking of eating their feelings, what the hell is that woman in the photo doing?

  3. She must have felt like life was dropping hot dogs on her face from a tall building.

  4. Oh, I saw something much more filthy than that.

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