Fixin' Leaks and Leeks

Grab a friend with a goatee who sings of dolphins and bees. Then, serve this apple-cheddar bagel sandwich. Maybe. The verdict is still out in our house. Nate tasted it and called it “odd.” Alex named it the “hipsterwich” (brilliant, Alex!) and said he would definitely eat this in a coffeehouse. Then, he ate the… Continue reading The Hipsterwich

A sturdy variety of twist-off cap wines has earned the name “floor wine” in the Fixin’ Leaks and Leeks household. It’s not wine that will put you on the floor (though it could)—and it’s not wine we pour on the floor. It’s wine we store on the floor-level of the pantry. Here it is in… Continue reading Floor Wine Review

A magnet for creepy cats of the bobcat variety, our neighborhood street is getting wilder and wilder. We’ve seen bears, coyote, and the occasional skydiver. (No one has landed in our yard yet, but chances are, someone will.) In any case, a bobcat, the newest level of neighborhood alarm was papped, the resulting photo placed… Continue reading Keep Calm and Sip Some Sherry

Move over, eggplant emojis. There’s a major rager of a zucchini in town. Nate brought it home from work because someone didn’t know what to do with their super large and uniquely shaped zucchini, so they gave it to Nate. Nate immediately reported it to a completely stunned Fixin’ Leaks and Leeks Team. Alex took… Continue reading SFW (Safe for Work) Zucchini Cake Cookies

In a moment of eggsasperation, Nate pulled a wrinkly egg from the refrigerator and thrust it in my face. I was supposed to determine if the strange-looking specimen would present harm to the family. My first instinct was to run. “Why?” he asked. “Why is it so wrinkly, and what happened to the chicken? What… Continue reading How to Break Things Off with a Bad Egg

Burping is my superpower. Actually, finding a baby’s burp and getting it out in the open is my superpower. When Alex was born, I wasn’t the smoothest of diaper changers, and to this day, if anyone hands me a baby, I hold my arms out and tiptoe like I’ve been asked to step on a… Continue reading Craft Alert: Oh, Baby! It’s a Burp Cloth

A real kick in the plants followed us home from Hawaii. It was perfectly legal. We cleared the agriculture station and TSA, but inside the airport, past all the security, they allow a kiosk to sell some kind of very straight and tall species that charmed the plants off Nate. It’s called plumeria, and for… Continue reading Plantus Erectus

Slide a fainting couch under me. I’ve opened an instructions booklet, and it has diagrams, numbers, and very few words. I just might roll down the stairs until I’m stopped by a pantry full of wine bottles. Or, I could take a deep breath and focus on the dapper LEGO daffodils on the box of… Continue reading I Built LEGO Daffodils, and I Didn’t Hate It