Posts Tagged ‘Home’

Spoiled

Spoiled

Sometimes you really don’t know what you have had until it’s 6800 miles and 13 time zones away. Thanks to jet lag, I’ve been wide awake at 5:30 or 6 am every morning since I’ve been home. The weather so far has been outstanding, so I’ve been itching to get out and down to the […]


I Wrote This 25 Hours Ago

I Wrote This 25 Hours Ago

On Thursday, we left Okinawa and returned to Seoul, where I had just enough time to repack my bags, do a little shopping, and have a really nice weekend with friends. I am writing to you from Tokyo’s Narita Airport, awaiting my flight to Boston. It’s another old school summer vacation for me and a […]


Summer Night, Around the House

Summer Night, Around the House

Thursday evening, Summer: A trip to the lab, drop off/pick up, a run on the river at sunset, This American Life, freshly picked flowers on the table, mushroom spaghetti, tending to plants, washing clothes, chatting with Doo, a blue couch and freshly washed windows.


Piccata

Piccata

It all started at lunch last Friday. I spied a photo of pasta something with something sauce and CAPERS, slammed the menu shut and declared, “I am going to make chicken with lemon caper sauce tomorrow.” “Excellent, I have planned nothing,” declared Erik, inviting himself over. And so it was that I found myself hosting […]


Tabletop

Tabletop

This weekend my kitchen table arrived, and with it, the burning desire to document everything I put on it. This weekend I put bread, jam, tea, tomato salad, homemade yogurt, kiwis, blank books, pens, hairclips, the iron, antihistamines and fresh ratatouille on my table. When I had tired of putting things on my table, I […]


On Deck

On Deck

On Deck this weekend: Wine, cheese. Rain. Therefore, couch + book. Paella & tapas in Hongdae. [Perhaps a flamenco lesson, as well.] Korean Rock-a-billy. [No, really.] A big fat lantern parade. Lomo Shop. I hope your weekend is really, really…


Perfect

Perfect

In case you didn’t know, the perfect day includes: A latte your father made with homefries your mother made. Salty hair and sandy toes. Small ones collecting crabs and shells in the tidepools. A Cheez-It or two. The sound of the waves and distant laughter when you are falling asleep in the sand with an […]


Boston

Boston

I learned a lot of things at home this summer, but the most important things were these: I am excellent at Wii Golf. Just like a good little Birdie. Or perhaps an Eagle. Former state prisons make excellent boutique hotels and fancy bars. There is not a suitcase big enough to get everything I need […]


The Law of Reversed Effort

The Law of Reversed Effort

When you try to stay on the surface of the water, you sink. But when you try to sink, you float. Alan Watts