I like the science of nutrition, but I am not a follower of diet trends. For two months, I was doing some intense aerial training while simultaneously trying to rid myself of a lingering virus that made my joints feel like they were filled with toxic marshmallows. As a result, I had to think about … Continue reading
Current status: stress vomiting like a house cat. I’m supposed to do this aerial showcase on saturday. My aerial…teacher, (Coach? Guru? Enchantress? Evil Siren?), Laura, keeps telling me I’m doing great, I’m ready, I’m good, it looks awesome. I think she’s falsely boosting my confidence just so I don’t start crying again. I don’t blame … Continue reading
the anatomy of an email and pie with booze I have my work email on my personal mobile device. It’s a double edged sword because while I don’t look like a douche with two phones in my pocket, work email is always with me. Of course, I assume that should you be emailing me after … Continue reading
defining moments Coming up with recipes and menus is often about defining a moment rather than a taste. Yes, I’m trying to make a dish that tastes good, but I’m also trying to distill the essence of a particular moment into a flavor – communicate the breadth of all the feels I have but am … Continue reading
hippie karma & vegan cookies I’m always wary when things are going too well; I never get that lucky. Something comically disastrous is just waiting to happen when the going is good, and it always does. The reverse is true too: just when that bully Fate steals my lunch money, yet again, someone reaches out and … Continue reading
genetic flaws, hair dye, and blondies My mother is amazing. I’m convinced she can pretty much do anything, from making my clothes to making me feel better. She has helped me navigate literary theory, piano scales, middle school, AP art class, cooking disasters, hair disasters, and the marketing materials I write daily. She ziplined … Continue reading
Hidden Baby and some more s’mores Food tastes better when you share. True story. I was lucky enough to share my Sunday morning with Courtney and Kelsey over at HiddenBaby.com downing a couple drunk s’mores (breakfast of champions, I know, but it’s okay, my lunch included birthday tequila shots with my college housemates). I met … Continue reading
Mexican Hot Chocolate cupcakes and dating advice from The Oatmeal I saw this the other day on The Oatmeal and I thought “hey, that could be about me. I rock climb. I bake cookies. I’m gonna bake cookies shaped like ewoks.” I don’t really know what an ewok is. The google provided some direction. They’re … Continue reading
Being a child of the 80’s, third wave feminism with it’s girl power anthems and roots of sex positivity (see: Madonna), didn’t really have an effect until post-wave radio replay of the early 90’s. I vaguely recall women scoffing at my stay at home mom while they raced off each morning in shoulder pads, Easy … Continue reading
I have this friend. He is awesome. I met him almost 11 years ago and he somehow still surprises me with just how awesome he can be. Mostly, it’s linguistic. Word choice, for him, is always apt, and clever, and catches you just enough off guard that the tiny icicles on your heart fissure and … Continue reading
The Boozy Bakeshop 