Last week NYC had its first heat wave. Normally I have a high tolerance for heat, but even I was suffering. And coming home to a fridge full of ingredients that needed cooking–read: more heat–only increased my irritability. I vowed to prevent a recurrence atread more
As I write this post, I’m staring out my window at what is perhaps a quintessentially gorgeous October afternoon day. The sun is bright, the air tingling with a bit of crispness, bringing to mind the word I associate most with this month: golden. Whether it’sread more
Following instructions puts me on my A-game. Give me a box of Ikea component parts, a tiny wrench, and a word-less assembly guide, and I’ll be in my happy place for the next seven hours. The exception is cooking. Although I identify as both a baker andread more
For the past eleven years, I’ve dealt on and off (mostly on) with intense digestive issues ranging from abdominal cramping and distention, constipation, and a “full” feeling that creeps up into my throat and is the antithesis of the good kind of full-feeling after you’ve hadread more
“Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one’s lifetime.” So said Mark Twain aboutread more
Do you remember those adorable old Campbell’s soup commercials, where the snowman comes inside the house and a mom serves him soup, only for the warm broth to melt away the snow and reveal a smiling little boy? That’s how I’ve felt (in spirit) the pastread more
There’s nothing like an ice-cold glass of water on a hot summer day…unless you’re like me, and/or you follow an Ayurvedic diet, in which case even the worst case of overheating doesn’t warrant drinking a cold beverage. Over the course of the last year, I’veread more
I recently came to the oddly satisfying realization of having reached a new stage of New Yorker-dom when I attempted to wear something red for International Women’s Day last week. Searching through my closet and dresser drawers that morning, I found myself swimming in a sea ofread more
