The Debate with Pastries
Last night was the last presidential debate, and lots of people are talking about it. (What are bloggers going to do for material in 3 weeks?)
Greg felt that McCain had his best debate yet:
He had Obama on the defensive all night, forcing Obama to essentially start every answer with “First, let me clear up some of what Sen. McCain just said…” Then Obama gets maybe 20 seconds to cram in his own proposals.
Kim thinks that McCain’s “I am not President Bush” comment is a soundbyte that will come back to haunt him.
Jeff noted that the actual experience of watching the debate doesn’t really live up to the hype:
Many of the talking heads used the word “riveting” a lot. The debate would be riveting, they said. Viewers would be riveted. They didn’t say how the candidates would rivet the viewer, but they were sure that there would be lots of riveting going on. The viewers were ready for rivets.
While there wasn’t much riveting, there were more references to “Joe the Plumber” than you could count:
Unfortunately, “Joe the Plumber” was not in the audience. And it’s a shame, too, because if there was one thing this debate could have used, it was someone with a lot of experience putting on his boots and dealing with a load of solid waste.
And to leave you on a non-political note, I present Pecan Pie Macarons. These are what happens when two of my favorite local food bloggers, Tartelette and A Yankee in a Southern Kitchen, get together, and they look delicious:
