Eight years ago, I made Nantucket Cranberry Pie for the first time. I wrote about it on my old blog, which I kept for three years, beginning right after college and leading up until when I started this one. It’s a wonderful record of who I was then, in the same way that reading this […]
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I don’t know about you, but I’m in need of some coziness. It’s not only because the regular afternoon temperatures in Chicago have reached the approximate deep-winter lows for Oakland, though that’s part of it. There’s also the fact that California is burning, and my heart aches for my old home—disoriented, not relieved, to not […]
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It’s snowing in the Midwest and raining (finally, blessed be!) in California. Thanksgiving is behind us and December just around the corner. It’s old hat to say that the year has flown, but—it really did this time! Finding such truisms flying out of my mouth is a real sign of adulthood, I think. But I’ll […]
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This week, the market was overflowing with figs. It was an abundance I can’t recall seeing before—big crates packed with fat figs at multiple stalls, ripe and bursting, water balloon skins no longer able to hold in the jammy centers. My favorite fig purveyor let me assemble my own boxes, a pretty simple offer that put […]
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I used to want to change the world, to influence efforts of justice worldwide, to make my mark in an indisputable, “significant” way. I still want to change the world, of course, and many days I still wish I could make a big, dramatic mark. But I think about these things differently than I once […]
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