oh, cooking!

so, i've been quite the cook over the holiday. and, you know what? most of it has been fantastic. i say "most" because the swiss chard was not so fantastic. i think (as does my mother) that the chard's lack of fantabulousness was owing to the quality of the chard itself. true story. i made it tasty, but i was working with less than stellar stuff.

that means that i've made a lot of really good stuff. what kind of good stuff, you might ask? okay, here's a list:

1. fudge
2. brownies
3. cookies
4. blackberry bread pudding
5. pasta carbonara
6. gorgonzola mashed potatoes

so, yes, i can cook. i can cook without killing people or making them think, "well, this is gross." and, here's hoping this good cooking streak will continue!

Denied!

Dear Reader(s),

To update you all on the progress of my struggle with SAD, I must add that there has been some disbelief that I truly do suffer from this horrible affliction. Said disbelief comes from the most unexpected camp.

M--formerly my resident psychologist extraordinaire--has expressed the opinion that I do not suffer from SAD at all and that my problem might be self- rather than weather-inflicted. I see this as a blame-the-victim mentality that is completely inexcusable, and this is why I'm no longer attaching "extrordinaire" to his descriptor.

In short, SAD is a real problem that should not be taken lightly or attempted to be disproved with the use of an article found in a shoddy college newspaper. No. This is not acceptable. SAD sufferers must be treated with kindness and caring because their struggle with the weather is very painful and very real.

Thank you,

Sara [President, People for the Fair Treatment of SAD Sufferers]