Pies

Huh. Baking pies is fucking messy. Like seriously, the oven is a battlefield. Guts dripped everywhere. It’s a strawberry and rhubarb. Strawberry and rhubarb that I helped harvest today at the farm, and then came home and made a fucking pie out of it. For the filling I used brown sugar, lemon zest/juice, cinnamon, a… Continue reading Pies

Roosters last day

The rooster I killed for meat at The Bosque

My slow start to my day includes sitting here gnawing on the leg of a rooster I killed for meat yesterday. Watching the video was actually much more emotional for me than doing it. I think that illuminates some things for me, including how tender and anxious I am about how I am perceived by… Continue reading Roosters last day

Next up: The Bosque Village

The conversations have been had, the mutual admiration has been expressed, the values and goals are well aligned, the time is right, the action item list is soft drafted. I’ve the plane ticket and the passport renewal submitted in plenty of time (presuming no catastrophic postal issues) and am thus ready to let the population… Continue reading Next up: The Bosque Village

EMFUCKINGBODIED

I swear I just saw myself for the first time I told myself in the mirror As I cried after connecting so incredibly profoundly with multiple people (And once again meeting another incredible man I can’t have in my life like I would prefer, god damn stupid growth opportunities) “You are.. An amazing woman. And… Continue reading EMFUCKINGBODIED

For the love of

What happens when an overworked artist gives herself food poisoning a few days before the gig that she’d planned to rehearse primarily in the days leading up to the event? Well, it means that you do all the rehearsal you’d planned in the afternoon before the evening gig – and this is what it looks… Continue reading For the love of

Winning Streak

Until today, it had been 27 days since I had seen a streak on my toilet paper. Today, that incredible record, was broken. It was broken, after a month or so of eating mostly salads, roasted veggies, meat, and fruit – by eating at a Mexican restaurant (Matador in W Sea). As it stands, they… Continue reading Winning Streak

The Art of Stock

During my stay with my friends Per and Ingrid, who enjoy cooking with fresh food and especially bone-in meats, I came to discover that *gasp* they don’t save their trimmings and bones for stock makings. Blasphemy! Stock is awesome. It’s cheap as hell, even if you buy everything for it specifically, and easy to make.… Continue reading The Art of Stock