We promised you a Christmas episode, but now that it’s March you’re just going to have to be cool with us talking to you about Valentines Day. Oh, wait. That was a month ago? Whoops. So, this podcast is coming to your ears a bit belated, but with all of our good intentions. Life got away from us. But, we’re ready to talk your ears off. By the way, Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, all the things. […]
The internet has been spewing infinite amounts of Shamrock Shakes and hunks of corned beef at me all week. While those things look delicious, and I encourage you to corn all the beef you please, I felt everyone was probably covered in the traditional sense of a St. Patty’s Day meal plan. Basically, I’m just trying to make you something green in avoidance of getting pinched. I really don’t like getting pinched. So, I whipped up a not so traditional green curry. Irish? No. Delicious? One hundred. […]
It’s pouring rain outside. My lawn has liquefied into a swampy and unfriendly puddle. My grandmother (one of my absolute favorite humans on this earth) has been in the hospital for days. It’s Monday. I have a 101 degree fever…again. Life is happening. It’s swift and rough and sometimes lovely despite its discomfort. There have been moments through the uncertainty and sadness that have felt light and necessary. Being able to hug my mom. Telling jokes in a hospital room with my family–and feeling the blanketed weight of our situation lift in between the breath of laughter. Holding my grandmother’s soft hand as she falls asleep and mumbles bits and pieces of her Watercress Soup recipe. Hanging out with my cousins and meeting their sweet puppy Moose. But, if we’re honest, I’d really like to crank some sappy ballads, turn on the fireplace, hide under a blanket and sing at the top of my lungs. Does anyone else process emotion this way? Also, french fries with crispy edges and something good to dip them in. Ballads and fries. All day. […]
I know a handful of things to be absolute truths. For example, kindness is better than judgment, It’s essential to stay hydrated, life is never what you think it’s going to be, it’s impossible to get Adele concert tickets without selling a kidney, and when in doubt, MAKE SOUP. Always and forever, style. Like, tattoo a steaming bowl of chicken noodle onto my biceps. Do you think I could make the noodles dance when I flex? Maybe. I will probably never find out. […]
