I’ve been feeling weird lately, and also having some bizarre dreams. I don’t know what it is, but I kind of feel like I’m paddling around in what I think is my Grandma’s pool but is actually the ocean? Like … wait! there’s more…
The other day I ate bad ricotta. Not like, “I’ve had better ricotta before, this is kind of meh-tasting.” Nope, I mean I ate bad ricotta. I’m talking well past the expiration date and straight-up funky. I ate kind of … wait! there’s more…
Hello, friends! A lot’s been going on over here. Firstly, I got contacts. For my eyes. I’d been avoiding it for awhile, but the necessity of fixing my terrible vision made itself clear last week when, during a game of … wait! there’s more…
They’re not entirely much to look at, these little cornmeal cookies. I mean, they’re cute. Ish. A nice yellow color. But no flashy icings or drizzles or nutty mix-ins. No chocolate to speak of. These cookies, though, they’re keepers. They’re … wait! there’s more…
Hey! Look! A present! I found your weekend baking project. This time of year, all I want to do is eat warm cookies. Crisp-edged and chewy-centered cookies. Specifically, these. These taste like Christmas. Those are Ben’s words, not mine, and … wait! there’s more…
A few things that are true: 1. Sharks can (sort of) sense fear. 2. Pumpkin patches in California are dusty and meltingly hot, even in October. 3. I’m having dinner with my Uncle Bob tonight. 4. My Uncle Bob lives … wait! there’s more…
September is upon us, all of a sudden. Doesn’t it always seem to slap you in the face with a Jansport backpack? I mean, a few days ago I was drinking pink wine and talking about my favorite bathing suit … wait! there’s more…
Lots of things happening over here, people! Firstly, my nails are painted a color called “marshmallow.” Clearly, good things, they are happening. There are new projects to think about, bright yellow sneakers to wear, picnics to be eaten at the … wait! there’s more…
Today is a grumpy day. A scowling, brooding, arms-crossed sort of day. Why? No good reason. You’ve heard of these days? The ones where you wake up on the wrong side of the bed and everything and anything is just … wait! there’s more…
It’s getting closer. The big date, I mean. You know, the date! The one on which I board a flight from New York City, wing my way out to California, and then stay there. Like, for good. March 5th is … wait! there’s more…