A Home Cook's Journal of Tastes & Morsels
blessing the boats may the tide that is entering even now the lip of our understanding carry you out beyond the face of fear may you kiss the wind then turn from it certain that it will love your back may you open your eyes to water water waving forever and may you in your…
Something is bubbling, somewhere. Hot steam above purple water. Making fuchsia goop. It melts into chocolate, which turns to batter. Then, it’s cake. Somewhere, -between beets and a creme fraiche cloak- it becomes. bakerbakingbeet cakebeetscakechocolatedeliciousdessertfoodfoodieMinneapolisreciperoot vegetablessnack cakesweetsvegetarianyum
notes on nostalgia: longing for the flavor of Past (becoming that for a moment) round table against a wooden wall + birds chirping at the feed across the way -lively chatter before snack time- and so, it exists [in the present] experience frames set to the color: w i s t f u l pretzels…
if what you want and need is pure and good, do not hear the ones who say you should not have it. already, there are so many expectations placed, and happiness cannot be contingent on certain criteria determined by those without your greatest good in mind. no one else decides your capacity for fulfillment. (or…
I forgot I made tea. I lost track of it. (I dried all of the ingredients) –lemon, mint, rose– and it sat on the counter, unnoticed. For months. Between rolls of the dice, I turned and recalled, “I’ve made my own tea before, you know.” [splatter of numbers on the table] + he claps long-thumbed…
currently: blushing blooming blossoming blinking [eyes open] / hear that squish magenta juice, coral flesh making fragrant + t u r n i n g pink in some wayshapeform (or cake) bakerbakingblood orangeblood orange cakecakedeliciousfoodfoodielet them eat cakeMinneapolisomnomnomrecipesummerwritingyum
Be velvet. Be so softsorichsolush that anything other than love and kind and admiration just turns to space [see: a bulbous spider consumes the trapped within its fibers in an episode of This Is The Other Side] Be sodamnfull it transforms the rest to either nothingness, or smooth sweet cloud cream fluff atop sugar and…
