Category: food

Let the dinner be dinner

There was a time, not long ago, although it now feels like it existed in sepia tones, when dinner was just dinner. A plate, a fork, maybe a passive-aggressive comment about who didn’t unload the dishwasher, and if you were lucky, a moment of connection wedged somewhere between […]

My Dogs Have Me Emotionally Scheduled

There are people who think dogs are chaotic creatures. Loud, needy, impulsive. Agents of fur and entropy. Those people have clearly never noticed how dogs build rituals. Not routines. Rituals. Sacred, non-negotiable emotional appointments with their human. Mine have three. My middle dog who is my resident curmudgeon, […]

When I’m Most Happy

When are you most happy? I’m most happy in moments that don’t look impressive on paper. Not the kind of happy that requires a caption or a filter or proof.The kind that just happens. Quietly. Reliably. Like muscle memory. I’m most happy making pancakes for my son at […]