{"id":42,"date":"2005-04-10T23:31:33","date_gmt":"2005-04-11T03:31:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/sweetpea\/2005\/04\/10\/banana-bread-for-dummies\/"},"modified":"2008-05-04T09:59:05","modified_gmt":"2008-05-04T16:59:05","slug":"banana-bread-for-dummies","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/sweetpea\/2005\/04\/10\/banana-bread-for-dummies\/","title":{"rendered":"Banana Bread for Dummies"},"content":{"rendered":"

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I suspect my roommate thinks I’m stupid.\u00a0<\/p>\n

Imagine it:\u00a0 It’s Friday.\u00a0 Noon.\u00a0 I’m\u00a0pleasantly surprised to get an email at work from\u00a0said roommate informing me that she has made banana bread.\u00a0 “Great,” I think to myself,\u00a0“I love banana bread.”\u00a0 The email goes on to\u00a0state that she’s made two loaves.\u00a0 One for us and one she is going to send to her vegan brother.\u00a0 The one for us\u00a0is on the right hand side of the kitchen counter.\u00a0 “Okay, easy enough,” I mentally note, “only eat the loaf on the right.”\u00a0 After a late night out in Pasadena celebrating a friend’s birthday, I head home, excited by the prospect of freshly made banana bread.\u00a0 I\u00a0arrive\u00a0at the apartment\u00a0to find a note scrawled on\u00a0our message\u00a0board, essentially\u00a0reiterating the email.\u00a0 Our banana bread is on the right side of the counter.\u00a0 Her brothers, which I’m again told I’m not to eat, is on the left.\u00a0 “Hmm, okay.\u00a0 Maybe she thinks I’d forgotten about that early email,” I mutter.\u00a0 At this point, I’m a little tempted to eat her brother’s bread.\u00a0\u00a0Because that’s the\u00a0kind\u00a0of person I am.\u00a0 I turn and look\u00a0on the counter and, I kid you not, there\u00a0are NOTES ABOVE EACH LOAF designating one as “Vegan” and the other as “Not Vegan.”\u00a0 The aforementioned notes were\u00a0complete with arrows\u00a0pointing downward to the\u00a0respective loaves.\u00a0 She had DRAWN ME A DIAGRAM in the event that the email, hand written message, and labels above the\u00a0loaves weren’t quite clear enough.\u00a0 Because I’m just that stupid.\u00a0 =)<\/p>\n

On another roommate-related note, we dropped by my office today to pick up some papers I needed (having both decided it was too nice a day to spend indoors doing work – much better to try to get some work\u00a0done outside\u00a0a Coffee Bean).\u00a0 While there we ran into the Managing Partner\u00a0of\u00a0the office.\u00a0 Left with little choice, I introduced him to my roommate, She of the Mini-skirt,\u00a0“Roommate, this is\u00a0the Managing Partner.\u00a0 Please be appropriately deferential.\u00a0 Kowtowing would not be frowned upon.\u00a0 Managing Partner,\u00a0this is my roommate.”\u00a0 He smiles, says, “No, no, I have to do\u00a0all the bowing around this office,” and executes a quick bow to demonstrate.\u00a0 His other comment to her?\u00a0 “You’re much taller then I thought you’d be.”\u00a0 The reason behind his cryptic comment?\u00a0 “Given how Y. says she keeps you under her thumb (*makes squashing gesture with his thumb to clarify*), I expected you to be much\u00a0shorter.”\u00a0 So random.\u00a0<\/p>\n

And in non-roommate related news, I went to a cool cocktail party with some friends last night.\u00a0 This of course necessitated a quick shopping trip to buy a cocktail-party-appropriate dress (because the\u00a0eighty dresses\u00a0I already have weren’t quite right).\u00a0 The event somehow snowballed into me acquiring a\u00a0completely new summer wardrobe.\u00a0 I have a serious, serious shopping problem.\u00a0 Please consider this my cry for help.\u00a0 (Help.)\u00a0<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I suspect my roommate thinks I’m stupid.\u00a0 Imagine it:\u00a0 It’s Friday.\u00a0 Noon.\u00a0 I’m\u00a0pleasantly surprised to get an email at work from\u00a0said roommate informing me that she has made banana bread.\u00a0 “Great,” I think to myself,\u00a0“I love banana bread.”\u00a0 The email goes on to\u00a0state that she’s made two loaves.\u00a0 One for us and one she is […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":110,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[171,155,153],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-42","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-friends-family-and-everyone-in-between","category-lawyering","category-purses-clothes-and-shoes"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/sweetpea\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/42","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/sweetpea\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/sweetpea\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/sweetpea\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/110"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/sweetpea\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=42"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/sweetpea\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/42\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/sweetpea\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=42"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/sweetpea\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=42"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/sweetpea\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=42"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}