Five years, three countries, and two kids later we are home for the very first time in a place from where we won’t be moving and upheaving our life every few years. It feels rather surreal and yet familiar at the same time because…
I baked a cake today during the baby’s nap — she’s still a baby, even if she’s almost two and is picking up more and more words every day; still a baby for at least another six months, please — and it was a…
I’ve been in a bit of a cooking rut lately, keeping my head down and making my grocery lists and substituting a different fruit or vegetable or two each week to keep things somewhat interesting. Still cooking every day of course — meat sauce…
Still summer here, getting just the tiniest bit ready for fall, but soaking up the hot days with trips to the beach and loads of swimming and making, on near-constant repeat, my new obsession: frozen fruit blended with Greek yogurt. It’s just the thing…
It occurs to me that the place I lived longest, with the exception of my childhood, was my San Francisco apartment, on my mind this morning because it’s coming up to four years now since we moved out. (Surely I’ve lived several different lives…