A Home Cook's Journal of Tastes & Morsels
Just remember that the things you put into your head are there forever, he said. You might want to think about that. You forget some things, don’t you? Yes. You forget what you want to remember and you remember what you want to forget. (the road) Advertisements carrotscomfort foodcookingdeliciousfoodfoodiegluten freehealthyMinneapolisProducereciperoasted red pepperSoupveganvegetableswinterwriting
I understand now. This does not make it acceptable or okay. But. I do understand. This is to say that I have realized we collide. And it can be so difficult to predict the various directions we refract from there, it seems. Just think of all the places we have been, and how no one…
(eye)Lids close, and the projector finds its starting point. You see: The same story. The same one. You do not have to see it again, really. It is written. [And it is over.] And you were there. But it plays again, anyway. Slides clicking, light flicking. What a long time to repeat oneself through the…
My dad would have been 69 today. Who knows if he would have made it this far? There is always something. You know, you start to watch the way the light hits things differently over the course of a period of time. That might be the most prominent thing in my experience of this blog.…
I did not think I was rude to the woman at the call center. The phone screen reported: 27 minutes, with ticking seconds. I was still at work, and I would be, until much later in the evening. To be fair, I stepped out for a little while. Aiming to stop at home, I weaved…
Sometimes (read: a lot of the time, most of the time, all of the time), our culture dictates our perception of even the most minute aspects of our existence. In broader ways, too, those of us on the Western side of the globe often adopt an individualistic, and at times, capitalist attitude. So, I stand…
I don’t know if it’s my face, my penchant for sparkly temporary tattoos, or the immaturity (arguably: refinement) it requires to appreciate my sense of humor, but goodness–people sure seem to think I am a lot younger than I am. Like, I’ve been asked if I am over the age of 18 four times in…
