Without further ado, my weekly post for Put A Egg On It. I’ve been having a blast with them, attending a Little Magazine Coalition… 119 more words
8 months, 2 weeks
Here’s a photo circa-2011, taken in a student apartment on George Street. Ben and I were making stuffed mushrooms and pasta carbonara very late. Waist apron. Diet Coke.
Also, if you haven’t watched this yet, stop doing whatever it is you’re doing:
9 months, 1 week
“I shall be too big for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear, and too happy to permit the pressure of business to hurt anyone, within or without the profession.” 42 more words
9 months, 2 weeks
Tarry a little, there is something else.
This bond doth give thee here no jot of blood;
The words expressly are “a pound of flesh.” 571 more words
After who-knows-how-many snow storms and a run-in with a mouse, I am glad winter is finally over. Spring produce looks like nature’s way of celebrating, with beautiful greens from peas and the mouth-puckering pink of rhubarb stalks. 117 more words
Just like with favorite bands, I go through a period where I’m obsessed with learning about chefs’ history, technique, and networks.
I had a huge crush on… 153 more words