Do you like surprises? I'm not sure where I stand. Maybe the grand sort would do, the kind that sounds like "meet me at the airport, pack a passport, a bathing suit, something soft for bedtime, something slinky for cocktail hour, and a book". Or maybe the quiet, understated type? Flowers on your doorstep. A kiss dropped gently on your bare shoulder when you're standing talking to friends at the bar. A book from Amazon in your mailbox that you forgot you ordered.
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You're home, finally. This morning feels like the distant past, like sipping your cup of coffee at 7 AM actually took place a week ago. You remember hitting snooze on the alarm once, no wait twice, and running a brush through your sleep-tangled hair. But the memory feels hazy.
The day started off gloomy. Under a gray sky, you trudged to work, thinking that airy linen t-shirts and bare legs and creamy almond milk iced lattes suddenly seem quite far away.
Read moreROASTED TOMATO + AVOCADO GRILLED CHEESE
I came across an interview this week. The chef, in discussing her habits and philosophy, said that “everything is cumulative”.
She was talking about health. No day is good or bad in its own right. Nothing exists in isolation. Every run we take, or good decision we make, adds up.
Read moreOVERNIGHT YEASTED WAFFLES
Where have I been?! Busy. Hugging my family. Sitting next to my dad, earnestly discussing work while he patiently listens. Watching my oldest sister turn from just her into a mother miraculously overnight. Weeping a lot of happy tears over said transformation. Laughing with my littlest sister (she lives in Maine and I have to absorb her physical presence when we're together, saving it up for when she leaves. I kiss her cheeks, I tackle her onto the couch, I hold her hand).
Read moreGINGERED DARK CHOCOLATE & ALMOND BUTTER BROWN RICE SQUARES
Things I love: Almond butter studded with chewy bits of crystallized ginger. Very good, intensely dark chocolate, the sort that melts into velvety bitterness on your tongue. Vermont maple syrup, the real deal that glows amber in the bottle and tastes like you're standing outside in the crisp air, wearing Carhartts, breathing deeply in a stand of fir trees. Crisp rice cereal. The crunch of it, the way I like to add it to a bowl, pour cold skim milk over it, then float a layer of heavy cream on top. Oh, you think that defeats the point of skim milk? I think you're missing the point. (Pure pleasure, that's the point.)
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