What’s your favorite healthy summer meal?
I have written before about one of the many banes of my existence: figuring out what to serve for dinner. In the summer, what with all the reduced wearing of clothes and all, it seems important to add a low calorie component to the equation.
Oh, and it also seems wise to think about the summer meal in a way that doesn’t require us to heat the oven to the “gates of hell” setting. (And what does the Barber family have planned for tonight? Pizza. Crank it up, Lucifer.)
You’ve GOT to have something to help me out here – family recipes… Epicurious finds… an enduring love affair with Mark Bittman?
Long pants and sneakers: light socks or dark socks?
I’ve had this dilemma for years now: when wearing sneakers (“trainers” if you’re English) with long pants, should your socks be light or dark? A subset of this problem: whether the sneakers are light or dark.
Which brings me to another question. At what age does the average man begin to feel that it’s okay to wear dark socks with shorts. (This look can sometimes be pulled off by Brazilian soccer stars, but not by you, pops.)
So, what say you – dark socks or white socks when wearing long pants and sneakers. (We’ll tackle the age/shorts thing another time.)
What’s your favorite inexpensive form of entertainment?
I know this is going to make me sound old, but I can’t believe how expensive something as simple as going to the movies has become. With popcorn, candy and soda, a family of four can easily run up a tab in the hundred dollar range. I’m sorry, but when I spend a hundred bucks, I need to have something tangible to show for it. (Like a hangover.)
Here’s another one: golf. When you add up the greens fees, cart, and in my case, lost balls and damaged clubs, it can also be a short trip into into that territory north of the dreaded a c-note. call me crazy, but shouldn’t frustration be free?
So, how about you: where do you find fun “on the cheap”?
Who should call back when you get disconnected?
If you own a cell phone (and who doesn’t) you will experience the “dropped call” from time to time. You’re talking away, and all of a sudden you find yourself wondering if the person on the other end of the line is a.) listening attentively, or b.) gone.
There doesn’t seem to be an established etiquette on who calls who back. Personally, I end up either staring at the phone while I wait for the other person, or I take the bull by the horns and call back myself. (The latter choice seems to cause the most problems, as you end up interrupting the other person, who is calling you back, via call waiting.)
The madness must end – so let’s settle it once and for all, here and now. Consider it a winner takes all cage match for the future of cell phone etiquette: WHO CALLS BACK?

