It was August 20th, 2020 on an eastern Sierra mountain top and I was daydreaming about acorn squash. I had just turned forty years old on top of the tallest mountain in the continental United States. I was beyond exhausted after hiking up 6,000 feet of rocky mountain trails and maybe just a bit delusional …
To some people, autumn might mean sports ball and pumpkin spice lattes (maybe not at the same time.) If you ask me, autumn tastes like acorn squash with the smells of wood fires in the chilly air. Autumn means cold temperatures not minty degree days like when I journeyed to Orange County to Christmas shop …
In the last two years my Indian cooking has gone from three recipes which all kind of revolved on cheap curry powder, Greek yogurt and lime juice to hand grinding my own curry powder with a mixture of fifteen different spices. I’ve ground so many hard things in my Nutri Bullet that the last cinnamon sticks I ground down …
I Just yelled at my dog “Either lay down or kill the bees, those are your choices” Carly is rather frustrated that instead of driving us home (which is what I promised her three hours ago) we are now relaxing at the lake and she does not understand why on earth I keep thrashing around …
Rainy days were meant for blogging in front of a roaring fire. This been a pretty phenomenal rainy day. All day long as I sit in my cabin in front of a roaring fire enjoying this amazing fall weather, friends and family have been texting to tell me they saw my column in the local newspaper. …