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by Miss K

Artsy Photo of the Day

Something smells fishy around here…

by Miss K

Awesome Sign of the Day

I’ll have the cow something with a side of fries, please.

Yes, this sign is for real. (Spotted at the DC Farmers Market, which, by the way, is not a farmer’s market.)

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Sparkling Everything….Even Juicy Juice

A few weeks ago, my parents came to stay with our son, and my husband and I headed off to a lovely bed and breakfast in Virginia, because sometimes, when you have small children, that’s what you’ve got to do. As expected, it was awesome, particularly the breakfast portion of the whole bed-and-breakfast gimmick. On Saturday, we were also given a picnic lunch which we enjoyed from the comfort of our king-sized bed. Included with the lunch were two cans of…wait for it…sparkling Juicy Juice. Yes, that’s right. Sparkling juice beverages have now officially hit the mainstream. One of them even came in a blue can.

Some might turn their noses up at such a commercial hijacking of a formerly high-brow concept, but not me. As a child of parents who missed the hippie movement by ten years but refused to let that stop them, I grew up drinking R.W. Knudsen’s Spritzers. I am particularly partial to peach. Since then, I have sampled any sparkling juice I can get my hands on. If Juicy Juice wants to jump on that train, I say welcome aboard.

Artsy Photo of the Day

Spring chickens.

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by Miss K

Somebody Fetch Me a Unitasker!

Here at ES, we love to hate on unitaskers, or at least make fun of them whenever possible. And with good reason. I mean, if you haven’t yet learned to crack an egg, no ridiculous kitchen gadget is going to save you. Also, my kitchen drawers are filled to maximum capacity, so if it it comes down to a choice between a bottle opener or a lettuce knife, the booze wins every time.

There are times, though, when a unitasker is certainly called for. If I had a cherry tree, I would definitely acquire a cherry pitter, although perhaps not one that costs $50. Same with an apple tree and those amazing peeler/corer/slicer things. And actually, those do more than one thing, even if it is to a single piece of fruit, so I guess it’s not a unitasker after all.

And there is a certain gray area when it comes to unitasker ownership. What if, for example, you are really bad at cutting pineapple? Every time you cut one up, you get the distinct feeling that this can’t possibly be the best way, as you seem to have wasted about a third of the fruit. But no one has been able to show you a better way, except your brother-in-law, and that is because he owns on of these. Yes, a pineapple cutter. A perfect pineapple cutter. It’s brilliant.

So, is it worth owning something that you only use three times a year, if it does exactly what you need it to do? This, my friends, is a question that I have yet to answer satisfactorily. I can promise you this, though. I will never, ever, own a corncob cutter.

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by Miss K

Eight Sugars in My Coffee, Please

One of the small pleasures of being a stay-at-home mom is that I rarely have to use a travel coffee cup. Sure, I may have to reheat my coffee three times before I make it to the bottom of the mug, and I have a tendency to set my coffee down randomly only to stumble upon it days later, but at least I avoid that perilous first sip from the tiny hole when you just know you are about to burn your lip.

My husband, of course, is not so fortunate, so when I received a sample KeepCup — “the first barista standard reusable cup” — I passed it on over to him for a trial run. His overall assessment was that it wasn’t too bad, although the color scheme made him feel like he was drinking from a sippy cup.

In both of our opinions, however, the greatest thing about the KeepCup is the rubber band/bracelet thingy that came with it. Actually, it came with two of them, in case you and your S.O. don’t like the same kind of coffee, but are too cheap to buy separate cups.

I think the idea of this rubber band is that you take the world’s finest tipped Sharpie, and darken in your coffee preference. Then, you just hand the cup to the cashier and avoid that annoying moment of social interaction wherein you actually tell the barista what you would like to order.

I do have a few questions about this band, though.

1. What the heck is doppio? Is it the marijuana brownie of coffee?

2. What is flat white supposed to mean? It sounds insulting.