Hello new year, new adventures, new friends, new foods, new experiences.
I’m ready to say goodbye to the last year – a good year, indeed. Full of laughter and excitement and travel and love. Crammed with delicious, meaningful nourishment of all kinds. And now here’s a new year starting with new projects, new work, new friends, new plans.
We ended the year with a night full of friends and laughter. And French 75s. Read more
Early tomorrow morning we’re headed to Oregon for what is sure to be a lovely week of family, of friends, and of relaxing. I’m looking forward to many good meals, plenty of good wine and beer, lots of time with loved ones, lazy mornings with books and magazines, and enjoying some good old-fashioned Pacific Northwest rain.
I have some work to do as well – you’ll notice there’s a few outstanding items on the list, with only one week to go. A good friend noted this morning that if I posted a graph of list item completion, you’d see an incredible increase over the last few months, and that is certainly the case. It was hard to see the urgency in mid-February, but I’ve certainly felt it over the last few weeks.
Photo credit: Tawny Mata
As I’ve got plenty of packing left to do before I leave to teach tonight, let’s get right to the update, including one particularly important go-to cocktail: Read more
Here’s a story about growing up:
1. Girl goes to college.
2. Girl meets boy.
3. Girl marries boy.
4. Wife and husband host their first Thanksgiving, with lovely other girl and boy guests.
5. Wife and husband eat Thanksgiving leftovers and drink Manhattans.
6. Wife and husband live happily ever after. Until the leftovers run out and they realize they can’t drink Manhattans every day.
You can learn a lot about yourself through spending time in the kitchen.
Are you a patient person? Are you a detail-oriented person? How do you like to learn? Do you like detailed directions, or a basic idea to work with? Are you willing to put hours of time into something that may not work in the end? How well can you deal with failure? When you bake a cake that immediately crumbles upon taking it out of the pan and a frosting that gloops like thin glue, are you a person who throws it away and instead finishes that two-week-old In-and-Out strawberry shake in your freezer, or do you stick with it and eat it anyway? Maybe with some sprinkles? And a White Russian?