SWEET CORN BUNDT CAKE WITH SALTY BROWN BUTTER GLAZE

July 26, 2020 Posie Brien

Careful observation of the world yields all sorts of wonder. In the past three days alone I’ve seen three lion’s mane jellyfish, one brilliant orange-colored bird the size of a swallow, and four blossoming trees with pink flowers the size of tea saucers.

The jellyfish are a prized—yet dreaded—sighting. Discovering their crimson bodies pulsating as they bob near the surface of the water, the long translucent strands of their tentacles trailing behind them, means no swimming for a bit. They look deceptively beautiful considering the damage they can inflict.

ROASTED PEACH SCONES

July 25, 2020 Posie Brien

Some days I wake up and check the news (note to self: maybe just stop doing this), and it feels as if the entire world is being dismantled, piece by piece. This is most certainly not a bad thing entirely—there are so many customs, rules, institutions, and systems that don’t serve us well. It’s as if we’ve pressed pause on the world and started pulling everything apart, erasing some things altogether and re-building others and questioning every single thing in between. I have a niggling sense that no longer can you assume anything will carry on as it has been, both in a big picture sense and in our own little lives.

BUTTERNUT SQUASH TAHINI ICE CREAM

July 24, 2020 Posie Brien

The humidity is intense lately. If you forget to close the open door, the warm, moist air seeps into the cool kitchen; pints of milk or cans of cold seltzer left out on the counter will be covered in delicate beads of liquid within minutes, as if they’re sweating from the heat. Everything outside feels damp—jumping in the water offers a brief moment of relief, but in the height of July, even the shallow end of a swimming pool feels tepid and limp, like the water has just given up even pretending to stay cold.

PEACH BERRY COBBLER

July 23, 2020 Posie Brien

Reading one of my favorite blogs, Cup of Jo, awhile ago brought me to an excellent article on The Awl. The prompt was "what have you learned?" and readers answered with everything from the hilarious ("plastic grocery bags stuck in trees are called witch’s britches") to the practical ("two ice cubes is the right amount to immediately bring a fresh cup of hot tea down to a more drinkable temperature") to the deeply wise ("I’m smarter and more powerful than I believe I am"). Another notable entry made me happy to discover that I am, in fact, not the only person in the world who didn't know how to spell/pronounce segue properly. And it all got me thinking about what I've learned.

SUMMER STEAK SALAD WITH ROMESCO SAUCE

July 22, 2020 Posie Brien

I wear natural deodorant, but I used to swear by Old Spice Red Zone (for exercising) and Secret Platinum (for every day). In fact, a younger me would have pulled a face at the very thought of using a brand you could find in a Vermont co-op that “takes two weeks to start working”. Once I moved to New York after college, I started treating myself to twice-annual trips to the luxuriously quiet spa on the fifth floor of Henri Bendel for haircuts. I assumed I’d continue as such for years.

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