making space for creativity
When I was little, Fourth of July celebrations were marked with red and blue frosted cupcakes, little plastic flags in the lawn near the lake, potato salad and wet towels, before mosquito bites and 9:30 fireworks. It was easy to smell that mix of slightly burned hotdogs, sunscreen, and lake water and celebrate. …
I have always loved breakfast. It makes sense since I’m a morning person. I was that kid at a sleepover who woke up a 6 am and had to sit around quietly for hours before anyone else got up. I read some strange books in friends’ basements. But, whether it’s at 6 am or…
Sharing a meal together is a wonderful way to practice hospitality. It is symbolic of communion and a special part of every culture. But cooking for people with food allergies, intolerances, and preferences can feel overwhelming. It’s harder to break bread with people who don’t eat bread! Today I’ll suggest six styles for inviting…
For my 27th birthday my grandfather gave me a freezer full of pheasant. Actually, the pheasant was left over from a South Dakota hunting trip, and that Christmas anyone was welcome to it. I don’t have a great penchant for pheasant (there is a reason the chicken was domesticated), but it was the perfect…
