Hello sweet friends! I hope this Sunday proves to be a restful cure to bleary eyes and weary backs. That’s what I’m hoping for myself and I’ll just pass those hopes on to you. It’s a short list today, but I promise this week will have some recipe gems and good vibes. There’s more to come. Here’s our Sunday reading for here and now: • I first listened to this story on The Daily Podcast (linked in the story as well). Give it a read / listen.
Hello my friends! These aren’t easy days, are they? When I’m paying attention, it feels like chaos in the world. When I’m not paying attention (aka, when I’m Watching Real Housewives of New Jersey) I feel guilty that I’m not paying attention. Here’s what I do know from the paying attention part of my week. We need one another and right now that means donating any extra dollars we can to our friends in Puerto Rico and Northern California.
Y’all! It’s that very exciting time of year when we get to add new cookbooks to our stacks. I don’t say this lightly.
Hello friends! I’m writing this to you on Saturday morning, anticipating Hurricane Nate to move over and through us this evening into tomorrow.
Sometimes… and tell me if you can relate to this, I feel like I literally do not know how to be a person in the world.
Hello friends! Welcome to another Sunday. Good grief we’ve earned it. I hope this finds you happy and well, with a few minutes to click open some links to read today and through the week.
One of the twenty seven reasons I need to get back to Detroit as soon as possible is – PIZZA. Bready baked, crisp edged, pepperoni dotted, cheese pulled, sweet and savory sauce – PIZZA.
I was riffling through my closet this past week looking for something with a sleeve. It’s been three degrees less than a million degrees here in New Orleans which means Autumn is upon us.
Hello my dear friends! Welcome to this Sunday. I hope the weekend is treating you well. This week was plenty.
I saw a lovely lady riding her bike through New Orleans today. The sunlight was low and behind both of us in that comforting way that says the day is almost closed and we’re all headed home to take off our bras and make butter pasta.
Sweet, friends. Thank you for such a lovely reception in Portland this week. It filled my heart to meet each of you!
We made it! If we were working for the weekend, it looks like the weekend has finally cozied up next to us for a spell – not a moment too soon.
How do you fair with this transition of seasons? September has always felt like the most clunky month of the year to me.
Hello sweet friends! These days have been a doozy and I just want you to know- I appreciate that you take time to spend a few moments in this space.
Here’s a staple. Here’s a go-to. Here’s a show-stopper. Here’s a pat on the back. Here’s a thumbs up, a high-five, a surprise kiss on the mouth.
We’ve got fires and floods and smokey skies and swampy days and we’re going to make it through all of them. I hope you are happy and safe this week.
Hello friends! I need your help with two things! Truth be told, I need your help with a lot more than two things but we’ll keep it simple today. First thing: Sometimes the world is so sideways and unexpected that it’s hard to come here and just be like… hey guys- BROWNIES, and then move right along with life.
I never much enjoyed Labor Day. It feels like the unofficial farewell to summer and I’ve never been very good at goodbyes.
I’ve spent a lot of time this summer trying to do things better. Right now most of that energy goes into learning how to make beautiful flowers out of paper (more on that soon!
Hello friends! These are the days when I start to feel a little sluggish in the kitchen. I’m either eating plain pasta with a very ambitious amount of butter and parmesan or I’m making salads that range from simple to somewhat choppy.