1. I was in a month-long cooking rut in June, where just the thought of coming up with something for dinner made me want to tear my hair out. Usually the ruts don’t last more than a week–they can’t; I’m the cook in the house–so fortunately M.F.K. Fisher has saved us from more takeout and frozen things: I found a new book of her collected short fiction at the library. Last night, we had souffles.

2. I have today off for the Fourth so we’re going to go to Lagoon. I haven’t been there since I was twelve. This will either be really fun or a huge mistake, like going miniature golfing in my early twenties and being the only one there who could drive.

3. “Someone Famous Has Died”: