I knew I was forgetting something.
My brain is too deep-fried by grant proposals at the moment to write anything pithy or entertaining, so guess what? Yep! It's going to be a salad-spinner of a post. Let's see what splatters onto the bowl:
Have another cookie, dear! An extensive British study finds that young children who are regularly looked after by their grandparents have an increased risk of being overweight. They are also prone to tantrums when it's time to return to The Land of Joyless Responsibility and Chores.
WE Gave You a Heart Attack First! The owner of the Arizona-based "Heart Attack Grill" is suing the owners of "Heart Stoppers Sports Grill" in Florida, accusing them of stealing his idea for a heart-attack-inducing menu. If you weigh 350 pounds or more, your quadruple-bypass burger (one patty for each procedure), lard-soaked fries, Jolt cola, and unfiltered cigarettes (yes, you read that right) are FREE at the Heart Attack Grill. I can't help but feel this is social Darwinism in action. But this has the wheels in my head turning. Maybe diners could wear Snuggie-inspired hospital johnnies to protect their shirts from spills?? And with the poor circulation this diet is sure to encourage, perhaps send patients--er, patrons--home with a few tabs of Viagra? And why stop with heart attacks? Why not serve beverages (OJ laced with PCP and aged for three months near a nuclear waste dump) in triple BPA-lined cans, with a spritz of Malathion for flavor? The possibilities are ENDLESS!
Miscellany: The movie Moon was amazing, my mushrooms were delicious, and my friend Lilli ("Lee") has a new book out (Donor Girl...check it out!). Finally, I'll be announcing a book giveaway from a GCC guest by the end of the week. Ciao for now!
Teeny leetle fungal buds!
One day later. They doubled in size again over the next 24 hours, at which point I hastily harvested and made culinary plans for my bumper crop.