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Lemon and Potato Soup

A story can be true for ages, until it isn’t anymore. It’s a shape you make for fluid. It’ll look like whatever it lands in. You get to decide how that operates and [if it changes or it doesn’t and] how to navigate what you’ve got. //I’m not pointing fingers// I know you’ll do the…

BOOP! A QS Guide To Thanksgiving

[Read: Make My Pecan Pie!!!!!] Friends, I have excellent news. I woke up at 4:14am and I could not sleep again this morning (good news pending, wait for it). This has been happening for about a week, and I cannot yet confirm if Google is right, and I am encountering a spiritual or existential transformation.…

Anniversary Espresso Brownie Pie

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…

Grapefruit Applesauce

It is okay to see both sides and still stick where you are stuck. Not everything is understandable at face value and thank God. You don’t ever have to be what you seem from your appearance in one dimension to a single set of eyes on a given day. Everything will go on, as is,…

Pink Parm Broth

There is nothing quite like the steam above a saucepan. A reminder, something is brewing. Think: an appropriate response to the warmth, with nothing expecting anything Other. (Occurring) naturally to things in a pot, heating. [This is all you have to do.] Vegetables in quarters and thirds, beneath sage leaves and sprigs of thyme. Rinds…

Blood Orange Cake

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