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
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
tropes, truths, and of course, cake I read this article in the NYT and had a mini revelation. (To ignore my musings, scroll down for a most delicious reason to put Widow Jane in your fairy cakes.) I live in Brooklyn, I’ve got bangs, I’m all boobs and eyeballs and suffer from awkward social interactions … 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
Americanization, late nights at the office and knowing better but still making the same mistakes. Oh, yeah, and alcoholic s’mores Last couple months have been busy – busy days at work/school means I don’t really feel like baking/blogging and eschew it for things like spending time with friends. (We drink cocktails together so…research? Yeah, lets … Continue reading
The Boozy Bakeshop 