Critical thoughts on 80’s and 90’s eating and dancing So, last night my sisterfriends Cristy Rose, Sarah, and I went on quite the dance adventure in Santa Monica and Hermosa Beach. After a long day of labor intensive work (brunch meeting from 10 am-1pm, lunch meeting with Farmer Blair from Indiana who talked about raising … Continue reading I do not recommend blogging while jogging
what we’re actually up to
Over the past couple of days I’ve gotten multiple phone calls, emails, and g-chat messages beginning with inquiries into whether I am all sore and blistered/toned and tan from spending all day in the fields tending vegetables and reciting Wendell Berry poetry with my sisterfriends. As I began to compose this post in my head … Continue reading what we’re actually up to
Zucchini Bread Recipe!
And because I am a feminist who loves the art of cooking (and eating well), I’m adding to my previous post. Here is my mother’s zucchini bread recipe, as requested by a friend of the Abundant Table: 2/3 c. oil 1 1/3 to 2 c. brown or white sugar 4 eggs 3 c. zucchini (shredded, … Continue reading Zucchini Bread Recipe!
“What do you want, a sex change?”
I (or maybe you) just fell for the trashy title trick. Caveat: This post is going to be a little long and reflective, which will definitely not always be the case for my posts … I’ve shared some conversations in the past few days that stirred up gender issues that I am really concerned with, … Continue reading “What do you want, a sex change?”
food.
there’s obviously a lot that can be said about food (but it’s likely that i won’t be addressing many of those things). mainly i just want to write about all of the delicious food that we cook and eat in this house. i have to warn you that by the end of reading this post, … Continue reading food.
I did not blog in clogs.
So, I have had some serious blogging anxiety throughout the week. I have never read a blog so needless to say I have never blogged. But, today people, I am a blogger. I am a bloggerrrr. So, what does this make you people? My bloggees? My blogents? Bloggowers? (I realize I am probably so, so … Continue reading I did not blog in clogs.
