I have this tooth whistle. One of my teeth, maybe it’s two… in combination with my tongue and the letter ‘s’… it whistles.
That’s a weird way to start a cookie recipe. With a tooth whistle.
It’s an elusive whistle. It arrives unexpectedly with the sound of an ‘s’, just every few months. One short whistle and it’s gone again only to surprise with its presence months later. Something about the stars aligning just so.
I’m always delighted by its presence. Like I’m part bird and party fairy for just half a second. I think so hard about what I’m trying to say that when part of it comes out as a whistle… well that’s just a bonus.
I know it’s just a tooth whistle. But I’ve come to cherish it.
I mention my tooth whistle today for two reasons, because… I was thinking about it, and that’s how this whole blog things works. You have to endure banal stories about my... Read the rest of this post..... »
Hello and happy holiday weekend, friends! Are you still decked out in red, white, and blue? Do you still have a sparkler in you hand? Is that s’mores I see in the corner of your mouth? Understandable. We’re in the middle of summer living it up. Actually… most of you are living it up. I’m spending a weird amount of time alone with my cat and watercolor paints and active dry yeast. You’ll reap the benefits of my solitude. Not to worry.
I hope you find a good breeze and some afternoon summer sun. Here’s what the Internet has to tell us this week:
• In light of the three vicious terror attacks across the globe this past month… In light of the tremendously savage way he humans treat one another sometimes: The Problem of Evil. Let’s not be afraid to call it what it is.
• Take some time to read the story of Clemantine Wamariya. At the age of six, she and her sister escaped the Rwandan genocide, struggled as refugees all... Read the rest of this post..... »
COM•PLI•MENT // noun // a polite expression of praise or admiration.
COMPLIMENT CLUB, it would follow, is a group of people whom actively, enthusiastically, sincerely, and frequently offer words of praise to the people around them. My maj Tracy and I came up with Compliment Club as a way of encouraging each other to send good vibes into the world. It’s not an exclusive club… you should totally hop on in!
Let’s talk about compliments. You’ve likely gotten them when you’re wearing a flattering dress, when your hair is flipping the right way at the right time on the right day, when you’ve made an impression on someone… BOOM! Sometimes they drop a compliment in your lap. It feels great! It feels like you’ve been seen and appreciated for your hard work to be a good human. Right?
Well… giving is more important that getting. I think it was Socrates that said that. Definitely Socrates.
There are some guidelines... Read the rest of this post..... »
There’s something people don’t tell you about Costa Rica: time slows (almost) all the way dooowwwnn. It’s magic. Like time gets stripped away leaving luxuriously long mornings followed by, luxuriously lazy afternoons, followed by impeccable… truly impeccable sunsets.
It’s like island life. But not an island. It’s beach life. The sun stays high and the air is just mellow. Completely mellow.
I visited Costa Rica last year and still wonder about the paradise-heavy time warp. Why does that happen in Costa Rica and not on any given Wednesday in my New Orleans life?
Here’s hoping the Costa Rican time warp can be a state of mind no matter what my longitude and latitude.
I suppose it starts with breakfast. Shall we?
Ps. When I returned from Costa Rica last year I made this Banana y Leche con Cafe and I don’t regret it one bit.
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I wonder if tastebud tastes are inherited. If so… I inherited my love (let’s go ahead and call it an obsession) with chocolate and peanut butter from my mother. She’s the queen of spooning every last bit of peanut butter out of the PB and Chocolate ice cream. She’s the master of making a holiday dessert called Peanut Butter Balls which are a glamorous mixture of butter, peanut butter, and powdered sugar, dipped in chocolate. Birthday cake? You can guess, I’m sure.
What I’m saying is, all of this chocolate baking and peanut butter dipping… I come by it honestly and I’d like to pass it on to you.
The thing is, we’re making glorified tender, soft, chocolate, peanut butter cupcakes… donut shaped cupcakes.
It starts here, with flour, cocoa powder, and brown sugar.
Buttermilk, egg, and melted (and slightly browned) butter are whisked together as our wet ingredients.
Vanilla extract too. Remember ages ago... Read the rest of this post..... »