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Wait. Don't tell me.
Let me think
of a jewel sifted
from the canyons in Arizona,
the feathers plucked
from a chicken, or the
last letter in a crossword
puzzle.
Let me think.
Perhaps, it is the scowl
sketched on the faces of grouchy
men
after they lose a game of chess,
or
a Germanic tribe that crafts
pottery
from molten lava and beetlejuice.
It could
be vast or finite, vibrant
and fierce or bland
and docile. It could....
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Sunday, October 13, 2013
Pumpkin. Apple. Cinnamon. These are the flavors of fall.
Flavors for fuzzy socks and warm blankets. Flavors that sound like the
crackling of a wood fire or the rustling of leaves. Flavors meant for coffee
and conversations.
These iconic flavors
incorporated into my Mini Autumn Cheesecakes. They are perfect for a snacking
or a light after dinner desert....
Saturday, October 5, 2013
A foot lies brown against the white pavement. The tattered blanket cannot protect it from the cold, just as the sock of blue now faded to gray cannot hide the callouses from winters past. The sock is a mere sheet, crusted in mud and twine with a hole ripped wide letting three toes peek out at the sky. Three wise men, they long for foreign lands. They champion the chorus of anywhere but here. Tied to the pavement, the fire in their souls barely keeps...
Monday, September 30, 2013
It all started with the idea to make homemade applesauce in the slow cooker. I woke up early, peeled and spiced
the apples, and left them in the slow cooker with the plan to return in the
afternoon to a fresh pot of applesauce. After returning home much too early,
due to a canceled class, it pained me to watch the apples cook so slowly. They
say patience is a virtue,...
Sunday, September 22, 2013
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The leaves begin to turn, mornings become chilly, boots and scarves make their way to the front of the closet, and pumpkin takes its place
in coffee houses across the nation. It is officially my favorite season. Soup
season. Creamy, or brothy, as a starter
or a main course. There is nothing like a steaming bowl of soup on a crisp fall
day. It’s a hug in your...
Sunday, September 15, 2013
Six days of living in our house. Six days of settling,
unpacking, bonding. We decided it was high
time to test the place out. So, we
invited over some guests. We invited three of our closed guy friends to come
for a small low key party Sunday afternoon. With food and cooking ever on my
mind, I naturally volunteered to cook the main course. I needed our houses
first...
Friday, September 13, 2013
It’s as simple as tying a knot. Welcome to the easiest DIY
ever. By now you have probably seen these elastic hair ties just about
everywhere from the shelves of Target to the delicate displays of Anthropology.
If you’re like me, you fell in love with the multitude of colors available and
the promise to leave your hair dent and tangle free after use. With prices as
high...
Thursday, September 12, 2013
"Not a shred of evidence exists in favor of the idea that life is serious." - Brendan Gill
Seven girls living in one
house, five of which must endure the basement. Seven girls, one house. A
brothel, perhaps? Sorority is the next logical guess. But no, we are just seven
girls caught in the awkward transition between the years of pent up teenage
angst and true adulthood, the glorious figure of 21. We have a few who have
traveled to the great...
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