there’s a certain slant of light
The real reason I flew to California last month is that someone I love very much is quite ill. Emily Dickenson seems to have written the brief on how I feel about it:… Read More
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party on a plate — Indonesian gado gado
I’m not sure when our little bunker became the family party house. But sometime after the last rager Christmas brunch, my sister-in-law and I put on our scheming hats to scheme up a… Read More
from up there
A few months ago my dad and I climbed the Dom Tower in Utrecht. A day or so into his visit, my very best “I’ve got it together” face crumpled as I let… Read More
wade in the water
When you’ve been out galaxy-trekking for a month, it takes some effort to swing back into your normal orbit again. The physical disorientation wears off quick but jetlag of the heart lingers. I… Read More
fantastical felt
FELT. I’m a fan. It’s soft, sturdy, and is available in the uber-saturated Crayon colours that turn you sappy for elementary school craft time. Felt projects tug me into a fantastical Roald Dahl… Read More
Goldilocks & the black sticky rice pudding
Not enough warmth in my bones. Not enough photons hitting my eyeballs. March is making it easy to pretend I’m a winter-sedated bear nesting in my flannel sheets each night. Here’s a little something… Read More
like family jewels
Place me like a seal over your arm. I wear Mimi’s gold monogram on my ring finger. Don’t let mercy and truth forsake you, bind them around your neck. And Grandma’s Tibetan lapis beads… Read More
grand life lessons
When flying off a bike and onto a snowy street, position your hips so as to bruise both your legs equally. Enjoy a week of dancing to “Single Ladies” with epic Beyonce-sized thighs.… Read More
Bunker to Bistro in 4 seconds flat
A few months ago, my friend Mirte took me to the magical city of Maastricht (remember our adventure?). After exploring every last charming cobblestoned alley, we reluctantly stepped on the train back to… Read More
