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 [...]
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That would be me, on the left, and Ally (my sister). Post-theater, pre-dinner. After our theater-filled afternoon, the two of us, our dad, and our grandmother took a short walk across town for a long, slow meal at Fig and Olive. The restaurant seemed an ideal choice for our family, as the menu includes a [...] As someone who is relatively shy, I never judge based on first impressions. Upon first encountering someone, I spend more time listening than speaking, more time observing than acting. Of course, over time, I open up. Consequently, I am always happy to provide anyone and anything with a second (or third, fourth…) chance. I’ve tried radishes [...] As my cooking skills have developed, I’ve come to truly enjoy preparing dishes for others. Where I view cooking to be a relaxing, therapeutic process, I know many who find it taxing and stress-inducing. My sister (and roommate) is one of those people. Most evenings, I offer her a description of the dish I’m dreaming [...] Last week, I was chatting on the phone with a friend while she was baking blueberry muffins. I mentioned that she had me craving blueberries, but none were in my refrigerator. And she responded, “So, why don’t you go to the store and buy some?” My response? ”Oh, I can’t. I’ll buy them on Monday.” Most [...] |
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