Category: boston
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welcome, joni mitchell dog.
This pandemic has been long, challenging. Our family has lost folks to the virus; and we lost our dear companion of many, many years, Jackie, our beloved canine best friend. For months, we wallowed. Depression kicked in. We played lots of games to ward off the pain of not hearing his clicking claws across our…
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in memorium: jackie boy.
In November, the closest, most nonjudgmental companion I’ve ever had in my life, walked on. Jackie boy. Jack boy is a Jack boy. Qui. Claw. My sous. The kitchen, it’s quiet without you right under foot, happy to ask for a sample and to provide eyes if it needed more salt, a crack more pepper,…
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brunch
Is the best thing. I miss my visits to Phoenix, where patio brunching is a new year round possibility. Especially for ceviche and breakfast tortas and the best margs imaginable. But, it’s better that the doc and I can now brunch any Sunday we’d like, even if it isn’t patio style. I miss my holiday…
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porch life.
Finally, home feels settled. And after years of living in the city without proper outdoor space, I have not one–but two–giant porches. One facing east toward downtown in the back, and one facing west and the world’s best sunsets. The back porch is a great place to enjoy an after work cocktail, or a book…
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custom.
I’m moving, very soon. And so, that means since I’m a homeowner, I can make things in my life a little more permanent. Like custom return address stamps, from this awesome place, which has a really fast turn around. I did a version that is just mine and then one that includes that my guy…
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bread.
This winter has been all about turning the oven on for extra warmth. It was 3 degrees here without the wind chill this morning when I left for work. I’m thinking baking a loaf of bread when I get home tonight is in order. What are your favorite bread books? I know its easy to…
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tortilla chips / nachos / pintos.
During winter storm # million here in Boston (no, but our second official blizzard in 3 weeks–known as the Valentine’s Day massacre), I decided that the necessary reward for shoveling was homemade tortilla chips for nachos. Do you ever go this far? The thing I find about homemade chips is they are thicker than store…
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too fucking cold.
This winter really does deserve as many of the Winter Blues hats as humanely possible. Not only is it snowpocalypse, but the bitter arctic blast still plaguing us and not melting any of the great white is an equally oppressive problem. My guy Sean was visiting from sunny Phoenix this past holiday weekend, only to…
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baking.
We’ve had four major winter storms here in just under 3 weeks. It’s been hell trying to dig out, and this coming from a seasoned New Englander who does in fact enjoy snow. Dare I say Mother Nature can have this one–I give, I can’t take much more. On top of all this great white…
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