Hey, so I realized I had a bunch of food-adjacent posts at my knitting blog and figured they might like to hang out here. You can now read my adventures in jam and spice (and a bit of yarn managed to sneak through, and also I’m not saying there isn’t still some sass in there)… Continue reading Retroactive Blog Things
When I got laid off in 2013, we had a big apartment that we loved and were making good progress on our debt. Things were still tough, but we’d done a lot of hard work and things were generally looking up for us. The layoff was welcome in some ways — I hated 97% of… Continue reading Relax, Reclaim, Refrigerator Pickles
I think we can all agree that planning and making lists are about the best fun a person can have. Despite my conviction that this is true, however, I’m taking my own sweet time getting into a meal planning habit. I showed you a bit already about what it looks like when I take an… Continue reading Planning As I Go
Tonight’s dinner was whole wheat penne from Trader Joe’s with butter and parmesan, which I made at about 6:30 after roughly 9 straight hours of knitting while watching Chopped, This Old House, and that Jacques Pépin show where he brings in his friends and family to cook with him and then gently teases them about… Continue reading Sustenance
Culinary school turned out to be the wrong path for me in a lot of ways, but there were some things I’m very, very happy happened there. When I decided I needed to finally go to college if I wanted to have a little more intention in my career choices, food seemed like the one… Continue reading A Couple Kinds of Crepes
It’s possible I don’t know exactly what I want to do with a cooking blog. I want to write more lately, and I find when I have that urge I don’t ever seem to know what to write besides a record of my day. I already do this with knitting and with whatever thoughts I… Continue reading When in doubt, throw everything into a pot and see what happens.
Or, wait, no. Strike that. Reverse it. I give you my last 3-ish weeks in bullet points. Because moving is fucking exhausting, you guys, and I can’t handle a narrative right now. For serious. We moved. No, let me be a little clearer, because I don’t think “we moved” really covers it. We moved from… Continue reading You got the bullets, I got the time.