Buttering My Bread

I’ve had my fair share of embarrassing incidents thanks to hidden cameras. Take our trip to Newport last December. You may recall mention of a certain naked poolside dance, and the subsequent discovery of a camera aimed in that exact spot hours later. What are the odds of being caught in another compromising position byContinue reading “Buttering My Bread”

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Tragedy on Wheat

Last night, I was making one of those simple yet satisfying dinners the kids and I enjoy so much: grilled cheese sandwiches. With tomato soup, of course. Because you can’t have grilled cheese without tomato soup. I think our forefathers wrote that clause into the Constitution somewhere. You also can’t have grilled cheese on anythingContinue reading “Tragedy on Wheat”