Here are Mister Cantor and me on our second Valentine's Day. I succeeded in making the Little Fried Potatoes he enjoyed as a kid in his present--a deep fat fryer. It'll live at my house so he lives a little longer! (And so I can see if I can make fried zucchini at home.) Other menu items: the cookies you see in the bag, which are a recipe of Peg Bracken's, but sugar-free, Sue Spicer's garlic soup, terriyaki spare ribs and roasted root vegetables. Fit for the king he is. And the king I is.

A gwate big vase of flowers shares the apartment with me now.

Life is a circle of life: Mike Judge is doing new eps of "Beavis and Butt-Head" for MTV!

Happy V-Day, my second with Mister Cantor. I'd tell you what's in store, but he might be peeking in and I don't want to spoil his surprises.

Know how I've complained before that in Brooklyn, the wind seems to come from every direction at the same time? You're walking down a street, leaning into the wind, you turn a corner, and bam, get wind full in the face from the new direction? Well, here's some evidence to back me up. These are pictures of snow blown up against my windows. One set faces north, the other south, so you tell me.