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As a courtesy to our free subscribers, once a month we unlock one full Adorable Story from our archives. If you aren’t subscribed yet, hit the subscribe button below to receive the Adorable Stories every weekend, directly in your inbox: This week Adorable Story will take us to the tumultuous times of Vienna in the 30s, and then, through a perilous journey, to Paris, Casablanca, Lisbon, Rio de Janeiro and finally New York City where a young boy became a financier extraordinaire.

Subscription warning: In this post I take seriously people and concepts some of you might find ridiculous, including manosphere bloggers of the red pill and purple pill variety. Some of you may wonder why I would bother, some may find it redundant; it’s very much about traditional ideas of male and female, the clutching onto and slippage thereof. But others of you I’m pretty sure will be interested. Right or wrong these ideas are foundational and when they shift and/or crack it affects the ground we walk on.

I wrote this piece in 2003. Thought I would give it another airing, see what you think. I got tired of the issue being treated as a cheap laugh, or as though it was the same as men paying for sex with women. It isn’t. But, nevertheless, it is deeply exploitative, harmful, and troubling. ncG1vNJzZmiipaG2pq7Ip5uepF6owqO%2F05qapGaTpLpwvI6fnKaZnJp6tLHXZquoraKewK551qGgrZ1doralsMueZJqflZl8pLvMppynrKM%3D

Being a biologist is sort of fun. You can talk about taboo subjects without offending anybody because, well, you’re a scientist. You can even use the real words for “private parts” and nobody cares… although I prefer Monty Python’s term “naughty bits.” I guess I’ve never really grown up. In any event, several weeks ago, I came across an article in the Guardian entitled “Snakes have clitorises: scientists overcome ‘a massive taboo around female genitalia’.

Greetings, dear reader! Are you surprised to find me in your inbox on a Thursday? I bring exciting news – welcome to the SWAN VERTICAL. As the title implies, this is a special blast dedicated to the new season of Feud: Capote vs. The Swans, which highlights Truman Capote and his rocky relationship with the society women he befriended. Being that I am known for wearing "ladies who lunch garb," I thought it fitting to craft a weekly blast about the actual LADIES WHO LUNCH!

Hello, friends! Welcome to the Cook Til Delicious newsletter, the space where I’m talking about the baking and baking-adjacent topics currently occupying my brain. If you’d like to receive the newsletter directly to your inbox, subscribe for free! If you’d like to directly support the work that goes behind developing and testing all the recipes on the newsletter and the blog, consider upgrading to a paid subscibers. Paid subscribers also receive access to extra content, such as chats/Q&A’s/exclusive recipes, such as this epicegg white brownie with a crunchy feuilletine layer and chocolate ganache!

Susan, Joyce, and DO all expressed interest in the artist Fidelia Bridges (1834 - 1923), so I thought I’d share a little more about her. She was known for her detailed paintings of wildflowers, butterflies, and birds, and she usually painted them outdoors in their natural settings. ncG1vNJzZmiikaKytLPUq6WesV6owqO%2F05qapGaTpLpwvI6foJ2dnJ6ubq7RopugnaNir7DAwKegnJmcYq6zwMisqw%3D%3D

One of the lesser-known regional delicacies to come out of Wisconsin is the Butter Burger. Solly’s Grille, a diner north of Milwaukee that was founded in 1936, claims to be the originator of this style, in which butter is placed directly on the beef patty. But it is most closely associated with Culv… ncG1vNJzZmiqn5eys8DSoqSopqOku2%2B%2F1JuqrZmToHuku8xop2iemZq5pXnRnqeoqqRir7bA056pZpqlp7Smvg%3D%3D

As we reflect on another week of pain and sadness, bombs and bloodshed, we struggle to find reflections of hope and happiness. Music, love, and the beauty of Earth can all offer refuges for us to remember that life can be wonderful. For our A Reason To Smile feature this week, we have chosen a modern classic that blends all these themes with a simple but haunting melody that evokes the ballads of ages past.