Tuna Melts in Avocado Boats
Okay so all my plants are dead. It’s been a few weeks since I planted them in preparation for last week’s post, which I say so that you know I didn’t kill them immediately. Just, uh, quickly.
LISTEN, I WATERED THEM and I tried not to water them too much and I put them in the sun and I took them out of the sun and I whispered affirmations to them each morning. And they all died.
BUT I’M NOT GIVING UP.
Hot Buttered Rum Cake
I hope you’ll join me in the comments to share stories of when you changed your mind. As a reminder, this is a series to prompt one another to be vulnerable, be sincere, and listen — not to argue or debate. So, when have you changed your mind?
Panettone French Toast Casserole
IS IT TIME TO PLAN CHRISTMAS MORNING BREAKFAST YET? Y’all can keep Christmas lunch and Christmas dinner, ’cause I know what’s up. CHRISTMAS MORNING BREAKFAST.
When you’re little and your parents debate whether to enjoy HOMEMADE HOLIDAY BREAKFAST or presents first, it’s legit a hard choice. Now I want to kick my younger self (not really — don’t kick kids) and scream, “BREAKFAST FIRST. ALWAYS BREAKFAST FIRST.” (more…)
Green Chile Corn Pudding
Pumpkin Bread Stuffed with Chai Cheesecake
It always feels like when I have the most stories to tell, I find myself silent under their weight. When Mike and I broke up years ago, I just lost all my words for awhile. My thoughts were traveling a million miles a minute, making all the connections, tying the hum of a rusty refrigerator in Missouri to a gauze of silence in Denver. I have those threads sewn up in my heart but the stories take too much work to form. Not too much, but more than I’m ready for each week.
Moving to California has been the same way.
