A Home Cook's Journal of Tastes & Morsels
An Open Letter to the Woman I Was, Leaving Nashville: You will find yourself omitting coffee early this morning to beat traffic. You will think it is a smart idea to wait until you are outside the city. It is not. Five hours later, you will finally pass a Starbucks. You will go in, and…
*tw for discussion of depression, suicide I have not really talked about this before, but a number of years ago, I took a road trip. I drove to the house where my father died and I stood outside of it for a long time. I had inherited that house when I was a kid, and…
If you know it is good, then let yourself have it. Sign up for the yoga class that costs more money, if it’s the one you want to take. Sleep 12 hours. Have coffee in the afternoon-even if you maybe know yourself better-and enjoy it with nice company. Then, wonder why you’re awake at 4am…
I suppose I didn’t want to end on the note, “Smurf vaginas.” And also, I’d never made rugelach before. Admittedly, I wasn’t quite sure how this was going to go. The reviews of this particular recipe were a dichotomy of raves and frustrated failures. I think the only thing I could suggest when you encounter…
You know, the best things I’ve encountered are unassuming. Perhaps a bit rough around the edges. Dirt-colored pie crust crumbling on its way to a plate. I suppose I have seen many things go unplanned in one direction or another since we met. [It’s been a long time.] And I was thinking- perhaps a trip…
notes on trickery + jack-o-lanterns on oreos: I realized upon waking that I am not the same person. I have lost the parts of me that fit, back then. And I would not describe the loss Ideal, nor would I admit those limbs have not been phantom, but we are different now + i am…
Simple pleasure: Opening the windows at night to let the chill in. Freshly laundered clothing on your freshly showered body. Stopping for brownies on the way home from work. Not setting an alarm for your afternoon nap. The way the sun shines through the blinds over cookie batter. Cozying on the couch to gossip with…
