Yam is my new favorite word. Also my landlord sucks and I love zucchini.

Soupage. Also some yams.

I hope Brangelina names one of their kids "Yam."

"Like Pam, but with a 'y.'"

"So your name is Yam Jolie-Pitt?"

By the hammer of Thor, our ceiling is fixed, I'm back in the kitchen, and I've learned that my landlord is an expert in the art of douchebaggery.

On the bright side, I made this and this, like I wanted to, and they were both absolutely delightful. I licked the soup bowl and went back for seconds, with very little shame - it's almost all veggies but has such rich flavor - love it! And the sweet potato wedges were just perfect; the red pepper countered the sweetness of the yams (which are very difficult to cut into nice wedges, by the way...) These are two recipes I will definitely keep in the arsenal. And by arsenal I mean a blue 3-ring binder filled with random recipes. I'm not cool enough for a Trapper Keeper, but I hope to get there someday.

As for my landlord, I hope your wife is a terrible cook and that everything she makes tastes of sawdust and sweaty socks, because that is what you deserve.

Also, before I move out, I totally intend to flush an entire phone book as well as a huge package of adult diapers down every toilet in this house. Just so you know.