August 2011
33 posts
2 tags
when in brooklyn...
editors note: apparently, more people read this blog than I thought. I recently posted something about my feelings that I should not have published on the internet. Thoughthe sentiment has not changed, the fact that I published such feelings on a public forum was wrong. I apologize to anyone who might have been hurt by the sentiment, and this blog will remain what it is- a blog mainly about food...
July 2011
21 posts
we can work it out.
the utter chaos that has been my life in the past week has been absurd. I mean I usually sail through life with minor problems, but last week a tidal wave capsized the boat. but as of this Monday, I have learned a few things:
I am going to New York this Wednesday, and I find that I am not quite ready to say goodbye to all of my lovely friends and my lovely little city.
Sometimes, you do stupid...
3 tags
in the flowers
running is one of those things that I cannot go a couple of days without doing. I honestly start kind of freaking out. in a small way.
when I run, I listen to my ipod and take in the scenery. There are so many things one notices as a runner, that one normally would not. The air in the very early morning has a particular fresh smell. The day lilies pop up before your eyes. You exchange a wave with...
3 tags
yesterday was one of those days that you see in a movie- no no.. not the kind of day that I meet a good looking guy, realize I’ve lost 10 pounds and find a million dollars in the street (or a 50 cent piece to buy a chocolate bar, which leads to the golden ticket)… but the OTHER kind of day.
Charlie Bucket I am not… sorry Charlie.
I woke up late, got severely yelled at by my...
3 tags
The same leaves over and over again! They fall from giving shade above. To make one texture of faded brown and fit the earth like a leather glove. Before leaves can mount again. To fill the trees with another shade, they must go down past things coming up. They must go down into the dark decayed. They must be pierced by flowers and put beneath the feet of dancing flowers. However it is in some...
midnight musings of the sun
whenever I am down.
I think of the Sun King of France. Louis XIV- and his saying letat c’est moi- roughly I am the state. I don’t know why I think of him. maybe because his name is the Sun King. Maybe because the saying- so very bold and assertive of him- encourages me. Maybe because he had the longest reign of any European monarch (or so I believe- I actually know very little about...
grizzlybearlikehibernation
is what I need to do.
until spring
where I can poke my head out of the ground
and start again
where everything is new
and not
so
scary.
“When I’m working on a problem, I never think about beauty. I think only how to...”
– R. Buckminster Fuller (via livejamie)
Murphy's Law
“everything that can go wrong, will go wrong”
blahhh. The past few days have certainly been Murphy days. Food poisoning on Friday, roof collapse on Saturday, no- show employee on Monday, sick cat… etc. yeesh!
There’s nothing better for Murphy’s Law days than ice cream. and as today is national ice cream day, I will be sure to get myself a heaping waffle cone of...
toxique house.
your house is the space in which you dwell. A turtle curls up humbly in his shell. A monkey sleeps worry free in his tree. A child dreams pleasant dreams in a comfortable bed. Your house is your sanctuary. your place of quiet retreat.
I remember my room in Germany. Light carpet, large picture windows, a comfy bed in the corner and lots of space for yoga… or my little loft room in my...
greetings from the buckeye state (with buckeyes)
back to food! yay! I am sure my readership of like 10 people- they are super excited. At least Tess might be super excited. something like that! I sent one of my cookbooks last Thursday to its location and gave my friend Jenn her cookbook yesterday at lunch. also Happy Birthday Jenn! If you want one of my cookbooks you will have to become a pretty darn good friend of mine- or keep reading the...
tattoos require thought.
ALMOST back to recipes! I have finished my projects and I am happy to report they turned out pretty beautifully. :)
So hurray. I am leaving Columbus in a bit. I want a tattoo. yes. me. is it so surprising? I of the olden days of ten holes in my ears, nose ring, tongue ring- wanting a tattoo. Yes, of course all of those things are gone. but… they were meant to go. A symbol of rebellion and...
sometimes it’s lovely to be alone.
it’s just not.
when
you could use
a hug
or a voice
or the warmth
of a body <3
frei(free) tag(day)
this week has been the short week long. I am so very much looking forward to Friday with my normal happy hour and dancing. one.more.day.
“if ever there is a tomorrow where we are not together, there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is… even when we’re apart, I’ll always be there for you.”
-Winnie the Pooh
best word.
gemuetlichkeit*
the feeling you get around a fire, surrounded by friends with a warm beer in your hands in the middle of a crisp fall evening. There is no English equivalent.
The Grow Up
OK I am alllmosstttt back to recipes, (yay actual things worth reading), but for now more reflections on things- like the art of growing up with grace.
The Grow Up, is not about when you’re 13 and awkward and gangly, it’s about that strange phase called the mid-twenties. Like 24-27. When, let’s face it, most of our parents would have had one or two kids, steady jobs and a...
