and I listen to Spilled Milk, a podcast by Molly Wizenberg of Orangette fame. I didn't choose the curtains, if you're wondering; they came with the house.
I am as greedy with Spilled Milk as I am with food. Seriously, I gobble up episodes like they're Wavy Lays and A&W Root Beer. Insight you probably didn't want on my serious junk food and pop dependency. I'm fighting it, really I am.
Ahem.
Since it's only biweekly, and only started this past summer, I have quickly run through my supply of podcasts, and am now forced to wait like a chump for the next one.
I don't really remember how I came across Orangette, but the same applies. I wait eagerly for a new one to shop up in my RSS reader...they've been few and far between lately, but she is a super-busy woman. The only drawback is that until I can teach Miss read, I can't listen to Molly's blog while cooking (better, I hope, than I did before I started reading).
