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 water [...]
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 long [...]
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
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 my first [...]
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 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
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 old book.
Top Dog.
That certain quiet [...]
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 from the Paper [...]
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
