Growing up, our house was the gathering spot. My parents hosted so many dinner parties and holiday meals. Our kitchen and dining room we...

Just over a week ago, before I left for Los Angeles for a work-related trip, it was 83 degrees in Portland. Beautiful and sunny. I was savor...

Last night, an hour after her bedtime, I found my Daughter standing in the hallway, a big smile on her face. Me: "What are you doing ou...

Recently, I started taking an acting class. My first in about twenty years. There's an exercise we do that involves improvisation with a...

 A few things I keep returning to as of late, and that have done wonders to lift my mood: 1. Andrew Bird's album "My Finest Work Ye...

 Sharing a post from Joanna Goddard's blog Cup of Jo, which encapsulates much of what I'm feeling today. Yesterday, a lone gunman ki...

There's one thing I can say for the combination of h aving kids, moving to a new state, turning forty, going through a global pandemic, ...

I started this blog many years ago when I was in my twenties. At the time, I was in a major rut. I'd been working in non-profit theater ...

Lately I find myself living in a constant state of paralysis. Overwhelmed, like everyone else, with a constant barrage of terrible news, and...

So it's been just over five years since my last post on this blog. In that time, Whit and I were married, gave birth to our Daughter in ...

I promised I would report back. And I come with a new-found recipe! So, after about a month -- my preserved Meyer Lemons are ready. And I ...

Until this morning, I had never attempted to preserve my own lemons. Despite the fact that I love their taste whenever I have them in Mor...

I know. It's been awhile. I was inspired to come back when I realized how many recipes I have stored in my bookmarks bar. It would be ni...

It's a funny thing: when you don't blog for months and months, blogger up and changes the whole blogging format and layout on you. I...