pilgrim’s progress Last year, my parents walked the Camino de Santiago – the medieval pilgrimage road through Spain ending at the town of Santiago de Compostela. My parents are devout Catholics, in the most hippie sense of that description: they are pacifists, oppose capital punishment, and believe every life is sacred – so we must … 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
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
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
I read an article awhile ago somewhere that said when customer service call centers record you call they have triggers for expletives and vocal stress, this way, they can use it to train employees (this is what a really upset person sounds like), and notify management if someone is getting out of hand. It would … Continue reading
asia, apple pie, and emotional investment My mother may have told me not to put all my eggs in one basket, (the supermarket frowns on taking them out of the carton anyway), but my dad taught me to diversify: stocks and bonds, Fiat and Ford, oil futures and airlines, allocating investments to different economic sectors, different … Continue reading
