bruschetta bulgur.

Late summer has been stirring Italian memories in me (which is ironic, considering I was actually there in the fall).  But when I muse about the golden hues of August’s final days, I can’t help but associate them with the colors of Italian imagery: sunlight in piazzas, warm focaccia with rich olive oil, yellow stones [...]

relics of a golden summer.

We may have reached the final days of August, but I refuse to feel as though summer has passed.  Yes, people are preparing for school, window shopping for winter boots, considering jackets for breezy evenings.  The sun is setting earlier and the season may be waning, but as long as I can sit comfortably outside, [...]

chop, stir, fry, eat.

Back in high school, my friends and I often visited a Japanese restaurant in the center of our town.  Offering a traditional hibachi menu, it had enough options to satisfy each of our varying palates (read: I could eat rice and chicken and give my vegetables away).  

My friends had a rule when it came [...]

lazy girls night in.

Last night, I had a quiet Friday evening in with a good friend for a wallet-friendly home-cooked meal.  When she arrived, however, neither of us were particularly hungry, so we postponed meal preparation in favor of uncorking some riesling.  

Wine and conversation can be very distracting: two hours later, we realized dinner was a necessity, [...]

the little things.

Life as an early twentysomething has its ups and downs.  

On the one hand, I have my entire future ahead of me.  I am lucky not to have loans to pay off.  I don’t have family to take care of.  Aside from rickety knees, I have my health.  I’m at a stage of life where [...]