Dear Peeps:
And so No Place for Picky Eaters (NPFPE) was born unto the Blogosphere.
:: cue the choir of angels ::
For a while – I’d say a year – we didn’t do a terrible job keep up with both blogs.
Let me put it this way: If the blogs had been children, DHR /DFS wouldn’t have taken them away from us…they’d just have assigned us a case number and kept an eye on things...random home visits and drug tests and whatnot.
But lately… lately we’ve not been doing such a fab job with our youngest offspring.
Yesterday NPFPE came home with a school suspension, a tattoo on her neck and knocked up. We have failed her.
These days we average 35 readers a day on CG/CG and the vast majority of you – as far as we can tell – are Womenfolk. People who wouldn’t mind a recipe post now and then. God knows you stuck with us during feminine hygiene and reproductive rants in the last year – a bit of soft food porn should come as a welcome relief.
We may even post about sewing and knitting and gardening now and then.
Yes, CG/CG is primarily an outlet for the bitching and moaning of two sarcastic, cynical, sometimes sotted Southerners.
But we’re so much more than that.
Do you know that CG1 is a Master Gardener, a connoisseur of cheeses and a critically acclaimed (by half the damn County) baker?
And I… Well, I can knit, and I can sew…and I like to dig in the dirt, and while I am not anywhere near as domestically accomplished as CG1, failure makes for better storytelling, no?
So next week, I think, NPFPE will cease to exist. As a bridge I’ll reroute the URL here and transfer all our faves to this blogroll – shout out to PBE, yo!
Year three, format three - these Alabama girls are RESTLESS!
- Single Barrel Wishes and Stilton Bleu Dreams, City Girl
PS - Yes, that is an image of Country Girl baking 10 dozen yeast rolls this past Easter. I think we got her good side!
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"Yesterday NPFPE came home with a school suspension, a tattoo on her neck and knocked up. We have failed her."
I loved this! I love to see people run away with a metaphor, and then come walking back with it.