Brevity is beautiful.
As is limitation, underexpression, and suggestion.
That's why I tumble.
My desk has become a verdant forest of blooming flowers, wispy tendrils, and aromatic herbs.
It’s about the most therapeutic thing one can look through first thing in the morning.
I’ve been really into making stovetop popcorn these days.
Plain is nice, with sea salt and good butter. But the possibilities are endless: cinnamon-sugar, caramel, chipotle, kettle corn…
A particular favorite is this herb one, drizzled with brown butter and sprinkled with thyme, sage, and rosemary “dust.”
Rosemary, not only for its heady aroma, but to remind me of all the vegetables to be roasted, olive oil shortbread cookies to be made, stews to be simmered.
A reminder to always be making something.
The first of many Greenmarket hauls..

Eggs, onions, and garlic covers the basics; a $4 bag of mixed root vegetables (a steal!); a gorgeous stalk of brussel sprouts begging to be roasted; a head of cauliflower that awaits a caramelized and cheesy future; and rosemary and cremini mushrooms, just for fun.

The first of many Greenmarket hauls..

Eggs, onions, and garlic covers the basics; a $4 bag of mixed root vegetables (a steal!); a gorgeous stalk of brussel sprouts begging to be roasted; a head of cauliflower that awaits a caramelized and cheesy future; and rosemary and cremini mushrooms, just for fun.
