I have plenty to post, but you’re gonna have to wait for it. I need to collect myself, defrizz, hydrate, and sit with the thoughts. I need sleep. We all screamed and wept like little girls when Sandy…
Continue reading...4. March 2010
I’m doing some writing at Jo’s Coffee again. When you’re a guest of Jo’s you have choices. Not just soy, skim, foam on the side, but there’s seating to consider. You can sit facing the parking lot, or…
Continue reading...1. March 2010
Already today I’ve cleaned my closet, cleared my bedside table, and organized the bathroom vanity. I took my allergy pill and a few others. Flax seeded it up. Mixed a shot of espresso with protein powder, and measured, yes, 8…
Continue reading...1. March 2010
I am tired as fook. But I had to share, quickly. Very quickly, as I sit here watching Ruby (the show, not a nickname for Miss Abigail Ruby). This recipe for avgolemono soup is pure sunshine, y’all! Zippy.…
Continue reading...8. February 2010
Growing up, each Chinese New Year, my parents held a potluck, inviting their friends to bring their most treasured dishes from their favorite Chinese restaurants. Maybe they didn’t do it to celebrate the Chinese New Year. Maybe it was a…
Continue reading...1. February 2010
I went to couples therapy alone last week. The Suitor was out of town, in New York, giving me a rambunctious case of food jealousy with his updates about Nobu 57, Bobby Van’s, The Brandy Library, Spring Lounge, Onieals…
Continue reading...25. January 2010
My skin is pallid. To the point where if my children awoke suddenly and noticed me, they might run to their father and swear it was snowing outside. Or in the bathroom… where I’ve been hiding. Frankly, I need a…
Continue reading...20. January 2010
A couple of months ago, Phil and I bought Abigail and Sir Beckett their big kid beds. It’s just one of the many transitions they’ll go through. Soon, it will be time to introduce them to separate rooms. I’m guessing…
Continue reading...15. January 2010
It’s no secret that I’m addicted to cookbooks. I have zero desire to go cold turkey or even curb the habit. Cookbooks bring me joy, much more so even than cooking. They’re inspirational and hold promise and satiety. So when…
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8. March 2010
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