Saturday, April 2, 2016

we made it! #3

We did it again!! HAPPY WEEKEND! make yourself a giant breakfast and enjoy the post.

Monday, March 28, 2016

apple and cheddar cornmeal waffles

When I was young, cornmeal porridge was a regular member in our breakfast congee rotation, and I always looked forward to eating it with my fried eggs. It wasn't until my trip to Italy, though, that I fell in love. I still remember the initial encounter: the waiter set a plate in front of my dad piled high with fish and curious golden discs (fried polenta, as my internet research later revealed). I left the fish alone–I've never been a seafood lover–but before my dad could take a bite, I inhaled every last granule of the polenta. Its crunchy, savory crusts and creamy insides were a world away from the bland breakfast porridge of days past, and I was utterly smitten. I had learned an essential lesson that day: when cornmeal meets a hot pan, beautiful things happen.

Sunday, March 13, 2016

we made it! #2

Congratulations! You made it another two weeks. Don't spend a second of your precious weekend reading this post; go out and celebrate at the beach or something. Or go bowling! When was the last time you did that?

Oh, you're still here...

Fine. Try to enjoy the rest of this post while your muscles slowly atrophy from lack of use.

Friday, March 11, 2016

strawberry iced cookies

March. I'm not quite sure how to feel about you. For one, you officially win the award for Month With the Most Actual School. Also, you are chock full of internship application deadlines and that is no fun.

Saturday, February 27, 2016

we made it! #1

HEY! Guess what? I was making one of my usual pilgrimages to Trader Joe's with my buddies this afternoon, and it was sunny and beautiful and we were having that joyful kind of conversation about all the things that aren't important and laughing at everything and just soaking in the Friday glory. It was a lovely moment, and as I floated in it I thought about how much I wanted to share it with you.

Sunday, February 21, 2016

maple and orange zest granola

I just watched Amelie for the third time. Such a beautiful film–if only life was a bit more like it... oh, to live in a whimsical world of over-saturated colors and dusty treasure boxes and funny old painters with glass bones who tell you to take more risks. How else will I get my Nino Quincampoix in the end if I have no funny old painter to convince me??