Today my neighbor told me I’m a sheep. I don’t know him very well. I know he’s old and crotchety, and moderately overweight. I know his name (let’s call him Bud). Bud made the blatant…
View PostToday my neighbor told me I’m a sheep. I don’t know him very well. I know he’s old and crotchety, and moderately overweight. I know his name (let’s call him Bud). Bud made the blatant…
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The last stop I make when I’m staying near Pike Place Market is notoriously, Le Panier. To be honest, I make the trip to this fairytale Frenchland pâtisserie multiple times in my short lived journeys…
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My obstetrician must think I’m the looniest toon this side of the hen house. I visited him yesterday, at nearly 39 weeks pregnant (which is nearing the 10 month mark, if you’re so inclined to…
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I’m usually on time. Most of my life I’ve had a respectful relationship with time. If I say I’m gonna be somewhere at a certain time, then I am – and customarily a few minutes…
View PostI’m usually on time. Most of my life I’ve had a respectful relationship with time. If I say I’m gonna be somewhere at a certain time, then I am – and customarily a few minutes…
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I cannot expect what I cannot expect. You know what I mean? Let’s extrapolate this to a circumstance you are facing at this time (I.E.) the friend you don’t think will betray you – and…
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Koi fish are disgusting. They are by far the worst fish. I’ve always thought so. A gussy’ed up catfish all too good at mocking the adoring tourist. Slimy and slithery, they are most incriminable –…
View PostKoi fish are disgusting. They are by far the worst fish. I’ve always thought so. A gussy’ed up catfish all too good at mocking the adoring tourist. Slimy and slithery, they are most incriminable –…
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Welcome to Open Plate Anthropology. I’m Alexa, creator of this site based on a serious disease progression - my unrelenting obsession with food and travel. It’s lust actually. Food lust.
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