"Take another picture with your click click click click camera."

Last week I was supposed to post a Friday Fave and while I started an entry, and tried my very damnedest to not talk about music, I couldn't help myself. In the end, quite unsure of what to write about, I abandoned my fragmented entry and rolled on with my Pride-soaked weekend.

So now, two weeks after my last Friday Fave, I feel the pressure to be extra favorite-y. Let's spin the wheel and see what I could discuss. Harry Potter? Cooking? Picnics? Prospect Park? The new iPhone? (Sadly no iPhone for me.)

Whirl . . .

Whirl . . .

Whirl . . .

Cooking?

Okay! Cooking. I like cooking. I'm a good cook. I'm such a good cook that it doesn't make sense that I am single. I'm also a foodie. All my coworkers are foodies. In fact last Friday, when I should have been writing a blog entry, I was at a coworker's house cooking up a Southern inspired feast of grits, ham, roasted okra, catfish, biscuits, kohlrabi hashbrowns, and pecan pie. I made the butter pie crust, a classic recipe that I got from Epicurious, in addition to being a dutiful sous chef and bourbon drinker. Mmmmm . . . pie and bourbon.

And yet despite all this talk of food I still want to talk about music. Check out Bishop Allen, my new favorite band. The song Click Click Click Click is perfect for Summer . . . and for cooking.