Sunday, Sunday

We ate on the porch for the first evening this year, a delicious meal of brown butter tortellini with lemon zest and balsamic, and arugula, and fresh baguette dipped in an olive oil mixed with red pepper and pink Himalayan salt I found in the cupboard and dedicated in...
Books, hearths, snow, and other happenings

Books, hearths, snow, and other happenings

I’ve been reading some awesome books lately, which is, I think, the loveliest way to snuggle up in the living room on a winter night with a new slate hearth and surround setting the stage for the blazing fire. I’ve always loved reading 18th- and...
A cold winter’s day

A cold winter’s day

Someone at work commented the other day that January is the worst month because there’s nothing to look forward to until spring. Of course, it was pouring rain that day, and our 100-year-old building was sucking in every single percentage of cold, clammy...
Habit Bull and the Big Three

Habit Bull and the Big Three

So many things I want to accomplish, and so very little time. Or whatever. I think that’s often an excuse. “I don’t have time” really means “I am not making this a priority.” There are plenty of things I want to do, and don’t...
Ten in ten, part deux

Ten in ten, part deux

A year or so ago, Lauren challenged us to do a 10 in 10, i.e. take a picture every hour of your day and post it with a caption. At that time, I was working at {shudder} the restaurant-supply-company-that-shall-not-be-named, and every day was pretty much just like the...