the game changer


Do  you need another gadget? Of course not! Do you need the Instant Pot? Well, let’s discuss. Before we go any further, I’m going to lay out a few terms. I call this thing the Instapot. Sadie, who is almost 13 and likes to point out when I’m incorrect, reminds me every time I say it…

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It might be the fact that I’ve got the Hamilton Broadway recording on repeat inside my head. I blame Joey and Rosie who started listening in December. It was strange, as Joey’s not a musical fan and Rosie doesn’t tend to hold on to things this tight, but but mid-December it was all Hamilton all the time with…

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as is


This year has begun in a rough place. Not deeply tumultuously rough from external circumstance, but itchy, uncomfortable, hard to pin down.  I’ve felt that way through the new year and this whole week, and somehow last night it seemed to break like a fever, just gently, but it was like that–just as when I would put a…

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morning buns

perfect simple cinnamon buns

If you’ve been around here for a while, you may be familiar with the white whale that Christmas morning cinnamon buns have been for me. The texture, the timing, the ease! I think I’ve imagined that if I could just find it, then I’d be able to stop chasing after the holiday. Small thing, I…

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Rosie xmas 2

This weekend, Rosie and I hopped on the train to Brooklyn for an interview with Cathy Erway of Eat Your Words on Heritage Radio. I’ve been wanting to meet Cathy for years and it was so great to finally get the chance, and we got to eat pizza at Roberta’s, too. Cathy and I talked about homemade…

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an answer for emily


When I was setting off for book travels in October, I asked for any questions you might be bringing to events so I could think about them before we met. Emily, who was planning on coming to my event at Powell’s in Portland, responded with a question. She was a few hours away, and rain…

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eyes closed, ears open


One of my favorite Thanksgiving movies is a little indie called The Myth of Fingerprints. It came out the year I was living here in my home town between various tries at college. I had a studio apartment on Main Street, and I spent every morning working at a coffee shop and every night in a Japanese restaurant. I…

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