I need to talk about muesli but I also need to talk about the hurricane. This will be long, I warn you. A post of dual intentions: the pleasure of an unbaked blend of oats, almonds, pretzels, flaky coconut & sweet golden raisins for someone who always chars granola, and the storm that shoved & jostled the same outside world I viewed while mixing the cereal. After the hurricane, I have a home, and the ability to enjoy the muesli. How thankful I am for both. Continue reading “muesli with coconut chips, pretzels + golden raisins”
I take my own screw-ups far too seriously. When I’m wrong or in the wrong, the inner marshmallow plumes: I’m stripped of indifference, I apologize profusely, I want to right everything at once and mellow tempers and for the remainder of the day I dwell on the error even if it was minute & forgotten by the other party in five seconds. I suppose, then, that writing is partway so appealing because of the delete button. Retry. The writing won’t hold a grudge. This lentil recipe, too. Forgiveness between cook & cuisine is valuable like forgiveness between humans.
June is arrived and is mangling my desire to travel further than five steps from my front door (if I even make it that far). Though I’ve called Florida home since birth, the soupy summer hangs foremost on my list of “Things I Dread Throughout the Year” and coping with the honey-textured air & intense sunlight is a continual losing battle. I even sweat half of my body fluid out whilst doing yoga on my bedroom floor, wind up slipping out of bakasana and shaking the entire building with my unintentional bodyslam. Welcome to Florida. There’s no escaping the swirling humidity here. Continue reading “mango stir fry + shrimp & sausage”