A few things about this episode and Jon-Jon.
1. I’m wearing my glasses because I was having such face-bleeding-snot allergy attacks that day that the only thing that could keep me from dripping in the cookie dough were little minishots of vodka, a folk remedy recommended by Val.
2. Jon-Jon not only put up with this, he went out with us afterwards when
3. my mom, who was in town, took us all out for pizza.
To sum up, please buy Jon-Jon’s book The Man in the Gray Flannel Skirt — a bizarre and wonderful read that is as captivating and inexplicable as Jon-Jon’s fondness for Tommy Girl tank tops.
I don’t know if that vodka home remedy did much for Emily except get her super buzzed but it totally worked on me when I was a sickly nine-year-old and my allergist suggested it to my parents (who don’t drink) as a last-ditch attempt to get me to breath properly through the night. Actually, the full recipe to this cure involves mixing in a little honey, because that was supposed to make the taste a little more palatable for a child. It didn’t. I thought vodka tasted like medicine for the next decade and a half, although I have since worked through my aversion.