End of summer panic

As the summer dwindles, I get cravings for summer flavors -- knowing that soon we'll be reduced to stews, steaks, and so on, and the vegetables in particular will go to hell in a handcart. Here's last night's act of desperation, Jody Adams' grilled fish with a basil-potato puree' and grilled heirloom tomatoes. No rouget to be had, nor any striped bass, either, so we went with farmed rainbow trout instead. The brown things are nicoise olives scattered around.

More on autism

Another study on autism vs vaccinations. As we all know, you can't really prove something is impossible or something doesn't exist, and the other side of this debate (notice how polite I'm being? I didn't say something snarky like "the people who desperately want someone with deep pockets to sue," or "the people who think science consists of deciding what you want to be true and then going to look for evidence that it is.") will certainly make that point in response. But the work described in this article adds some more weight on the rational end of the teeter-totter.