“You’re a cute lil salad!” I said to Ming. We were at a Thai place in a town I can’t recall, on a roadtrip. We were fleeing a situation that wasn’t safe for us, headed to the house of two friends who are a married couple. Yes, when in doubt, hie your ass to Oregon.… Read More »
Oh hey, if you know me, you know I am a fiend for blueberry smoothies. They are so good–they are automatically good! They are beautiful too! The brilliant purple is a giveaway. You know what I’m up to–I’m drinking a delicious smoothie. Here is my standard blueberry smoothies recipe. about two inches of frozen blueberries… Read More »
We’ve been taking abandoned cactus from the community garden. First was a succulent. It was dried up and looked almost dead, when we captured it. It’s so pretty now! And about to bloom. Then we took this cow tongue cactus. It was dried up too but still alive. Now it’s plump and happy, growing a… Read More »
Hello, I made a new kind of fried rice that’s amazing and quick. It’s very yummy fake chicken ginger fried rice. method First I made some zucchini. So that means I washed it, sliced it in one centimeter slices, and then cut those disks into fourths. I sauteed those in olive oil at medium-high heat… Read More »
“Ok, you have your tempeh. You’re going to eat some berries, and you have your kombucha,” I said to hippie Ming. I was making sure he was set with his snack / second breakfast. (The first breakfast had been rice with BBQ sauce quickly before he went out to serve the hungry.) “Oh my god,… Read More »
“Surprise of spring?” I asked Ming. He looked at me–we were at the cabin in Arizona we like to retreat to. “That horseradish stuff, mixed with beets! I love it!” I said. Ming seemed curious as he listened to me. “I tried it at Passover. It’s not too hot at all,” I continued. Horseradish has… Read More »
Hello, I want to tell you what I eat lately. There are some new trends. pesto It’s been a long time, I’ve been a fiend for pesto. Before, I believed that washing an oily blender was cruel and unusual punishment. Now I know that Ming is ok washing it, so I make pesto almost every… Read More »
There are things to love other than people. When people let you down, please don’t think there’s nothing to live for. There’s every season. Landforms, plants. The sky. You can care for Mother Earth. There are always animals. You can throw yourself into art. You can pull back–way, way back–with fewer friends. Stop publishing so… Read More »
I wanted to show you this envelope art. Not every day do I have or make the energy, to do envelope art. But this one, my friend drew a special dog saying hi, and I was sending a reply zine in the same envelope. So I couldn’t help but draw myself saying hi back to… Read More »
“You know, I’m really tired of not understanding how oranges work. I’m 45 years old! You’d think I would know by now,” I told Ming. We were in Las Vegas. Ming was driving down the road, headed west. “Yeah?” Ming asked. “Yeah! I mean, why are there segments? Was each segment a different flower? And… Read More »