saffron threads are the thread of the menu – cocktail optional, but highly recommended My sister works for the UN. She does something with refugee camps and saves orphans in her free time. She has a bullet proof vest. I think things blow up in near proximity to her. Based on her Facebook pictures, it … 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
boy-shaped love drug & the best pumpkin pie alternative Poets likened love to a disease, Donne called it a canker worm, eating at the tender rose, like a cancer or virus weakening the host cell. But The Beatles said all you need is love, to save, to heal, to act as a salve curing the loneliness … Continue reading
some foxy decorating inspiration Some people drunk dial ex-boyfriends, I drunk Etsy. My 4am misdeeds result in vintage pulleys arriving within 7-10 business days of said indiscretion, carefully wrapped in small town newspapers from Kentucky. Or naturally shed antlers found in Washington state. Or a flirtatious conversation with a lumberjack in Utah selecting the … Continue reading
cold comfort, alpacas, and the ultimate muffin After a few dates, a friend of mine was totally smitten with an opera singer/rock climber/brilliant/radiant/intelligent/beautiful girl, and then understandably deflated when she upped and moved to China or something. Because I was full of shmushy love stuffs at the time, I told him, thems the breaks, but … Continue reading
don’t go baking angry There is no such thing as break-up cake. Because regret does not taste good. Smother it with sugar and cream and it still just tastes like disappointment. Failure causes chocolate to seize. Frustration causes the fat to separate and frosting to break. No good can come of baking angry. Hurt, sad, … Continue reading
Chances are, if you ask me to do something, like help with a project, climb a tree, or show up somewhere regardless of the hour, I’ll say yes. Maybe because I subscribed to #YOLO before that was a thing or maybe I don’t want to suffer from #FOMO, before or after or even if that … Continue reading
I don’t know what got me stuck on turning watermelon into hearts. I’m not normally that twee with my summer fruits. Gelled, these look a bit like toro; I like the idea of serving up a plate of raw simplicity – put it out there and see who digs in. A heart on a tray … Continue reading
It’s no secret I cook my feelings. Then I feed those feelings to other people. It’s my only form of expression that doesn’t fall under awkward-robot-person-with-uncontrolled-word-vomit. This recipe comes from my grandmother, the ultimate feed-people-your-feelings cook. This recipe is malleable to other veggies, but leek is my favorite, and the least involved. Generations of serving … Continue reading
Late October is a great time for food…between harvest season, the onslaught of pumpkin everything, Oysterfest, and widely available candy corn, there is much deliciousness to be had. Late October also brings Diwali, the Hindu festival of lights. In my universe, Diwali is always celebrated with a dinner of ridiculous proportions, ridiculously delicious recipes from … Continue reading
The Boozy Bakeshop 