I’ve been focusing on self-care lately. It can be a challenging task when it feels like the world is roiling around you. I’m trying to drink more water. I’m going to the gym three times a week. I’m heading outside when I see the sun peek out from behind the clouds for a rare hour …
Spring
The act of getting dinner on the table every night is a slog. It’s not that cooking is particularly difficult or that there isn’t plenty of joy to be found in the creative alchemies of the kitchen on a lazy Saturday. But most cooking, the relentless, everyday kind, is a chore. And not just a …
I’ve spent the afternoon curled up with my dog on the couch, basking in the gentle glow of the lights of the Christmas tree, with my “Mopy Holiday” playlist featuring some of my favorites like The Pretenders “2000 Miles,” Joni Mitchell’s “River,” The Pogues’s “Fairytale of New York,” and Laura Marling’s “Goodbye England (Covered in …
A Mezcal Mule, beaded with condensation, is a beautiful thing. Especially when the weather is oppressive. It’s been so hot and humid these last few weeks that when I step outside it feels like the air around me is sweating. My naturally wavy hair, which I straighten these days, has developed a persistent swoop that …
This ginger syrup is a favorite for me. It makes the best ginger ale. It’s sweet and spicy and complex. I used to imagine ginger ale was one of those mysterious beverages that required a lab or a factory or complicated equipment to produce. (I used to feel the same way about tonic.) It turns …
Orgeat is a funny word. I remember seeing it for the first time in a row of bottles of flavored syrups available to add to lattes and cappuccinos and Italian sodas at an independent coffee shop in the 90s, the kind of place that had lumpy couches and open-mic nights and a patina of patchouli-scented dinge. …