Category Archives: Everyday Life


I realized this is another very long post. I seem to go back and forth between very long and very short.


Lots of cooking, lots of veggies. I added links to recipes when I could, though I will say that most of the time I just base things on a recipe and then veer off quite a bit based on what I have on hand or what I feel like doing. 😃

12-29-15 eating

  1. Veggie bowls. Lettuce sprinkled with salt :: avocado :: cherry tomatoes cooked in butter over medium heat until soft and delicious :: cabbage wedges charred on both sides in oil over medium-high heat :: a mix of leftover rice, leftover venison sausage, and a bit of corn that I had stockpiled away in the freezer from this summer.
  2. Pork and kimchi dumplings. I made the kimchi since we had a giant head of Napa cabbage to use up.
  3. Broccoli-cheddar soup.
  4. Vegan chocolate cake with coconut-cocoa frosting. I hated the frosting, which I didn’t realize until after I tasted it with the cake, so the whole thing went to waste. The cake is really good, though. I think lots of people would love the frosting, but it just had too much coconut oiliness for me. Next time I’ll make the chocolate-peanut butter frosting I originally used. Actually, I think I’ll bake that right now.
  5. Potato, spinach, and tomato soup – an oldie but goodie.
  6. Veggie bowls. Rice :: lettuce sprinkled with salt (better with a spritz of lemon, but we were out) :: ground beef cooked with cabbage and tomatoes :: turnips braised in butter and broth. (I got the idea here.)
  7. Gelato at Gelateria Gemelli. I got a scoop each of chocolate and peanut butter stracciatella. Justin got a negroni. Gelato and amaro, the perfect combination.
  8. Pasta with cauliflower and pancetta. I adapted this – cooked the cauliflower longer, sprinkled with panko, added more cheese, used pancetta instead of bacon, no basil, no sun-dried tomatoes. I also am totally in love with this pasta: fusilli corti bucati.
  9. Tofu, broccoli, and cherry tomatoes with peanut-curry sauce over rice and spaghetti squash. Another oldie but goodie.


kitchen year

My Kitchen Year by Ruth Reichl. I got this back in October and I’ve been savoring it. I want to make every recipe in this book.

raven cycle

The Raven Cycle by Maggie Steifvater: The Raven Boys :: The Dream Thieves :: Blue Lily, Lily Blue. Justin and I are reading these together, and we’re in the middle of book three. I’m anxious about the story ending with book four, The Raven King. It doesn’t come out until April. April! Yeesh.

There are some weird things that aren’t explained, but overall it’s fun, and I really love the characters. Especially Ronan. I adore Ronan in all his sharpness and gloom. And there some really great bits, where the words just tumble together so perfectly:

The night smelled foxy and damp, all rain and failed leaf fires.

A handsome devil with one eye the color of a promise and the other the color of a secret.

Gansey studied Adam’s erratic handwriting. His letters always looked like they were running from something.

Robert Parrish was a big thing, colorless as August, grown from the dust that surrounded the trailers.

…she sat on the end of Blue’s bed, looking as soft as a poem in the dim light.


star wars

STAR WARS OMG. I really loved The Force Awakens. It felt like an homage to the originals, with inside jokes and reminders that only us oldies would remember. Sort of like Jurassic World – just paying tribute to the original. I won’t go into any details, except to say STAR WARS.


Please, sir…

kitty copy

A PSA from Roux: Please be sure to feed your kitty before leaving for work.

We have a litter of three feral kittens under our porch at the studio. We’ve named them all: mom is Mama Sue, the orange kitten is Orange Kitty, and the two black ones are Mike and Jesus.

[Aside: A friend of ours grew up Irish Catholic, and as a kid, the only men’s names she knew were Mike (her dad) and Jesus. So when she played with dolls, she’d name the male ones Mike and Jesus. So awesome.]

The feral cat population in the hood is kind of crazy. We need to invest in some kind of animal trap to gather them up and get them spayed/neutered. We think Mama Sue is already knocked up again (either that or she swallowed a water balloon), and who knows when Mike or Jesus could start spawning, too? Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE me some kittens, but when the cat population outnumbers the human population, it’s probably time to do something about it. Instead, we just peer out from our studio windows and wish we could pet them. Because cats.

The end of summer


This photo makes me think of summers when I was little, when we would visit my grandma and find cicada shells in the trees. We ate the sweetest watermelon and spit the seeds over the fence, and one year, our very own melon grew in that spot. My dad would mow the lawn and there would be piles of green grass that I would dig in to make tunnels for my hot wheels. We rode our bikes around the block and jumped three-foot dirt ramps and felt like daredevils. We drank iced sweet tea and ran through the sprinkler and somehow life was so very… very.