Speaking of Chinese wives, we had home-made jiaozi (Chinese ravioli; the skins were home-made, too) for supper last nite, and home-made zongzi for supper tonite. Eat your heart out. If you know what the hell I'm talking about. If you don't, I can tell you that Mon, Tues, and Wed. I had roast beef sandwiches on home-made rye bread. Baked by yours truly. I almost let it slip to my colleagues, but I didn't want them to ooh and ahh too much. There's a word for this kind of thing, you know. I'm still seething over this comment. I was going to say "outrageous slander", but what if he's right? I don't want to "out" myself.

Meanwhile, I'm all excited about baking something with fennel seeds in it this weekend.