Beauty Product Review: I think I love this product but it’s a little hard to tell because I broke my own stupid rule and forgot that no matter what color I WISH my skin to be, I really should not buy tinted anything in any color besides the very ghostiest alabaster. Doh.
Seattle is pretty much the best forever.
This is what hour 6 of jury duty looks like. I’m handling it much better than the intense lady next to me who somehow expected it to be a wildly exciting, efficiently paced day.
Unfortunately, no one laughed when preparing my bowl, I slopped all over my desk and exclaimed “oh, pho!”
I had despaired of finding the vinegar based slaw for me, but hark, mango slaw with cashews and mint truly is a revelation!
When I’m home alone, I eat a poached egg on everything.
Meh. I’ve been on a serious cauliflower binge lately, manifesting itself primarily in simply roasted cauliflower with olive oil and salt, but also a great Deborah Madison recipe for a cauliflower and onion gratin (fabulous, but not especially gratin-y, from my perspective). I threw together this garlicky braised cauliflower last night because it called for delicious anchovies, but honestly the most satisfying anchovy taste was eating the extra little fishies over my sink waiting for the cauliflower to soften. This recipe was fine, but not transcendent. A little too spicy for my taste and all the delicious flavors didn’t layer deliciously and complexly the way I expected them to.
Easter cupcakes
The best salsa I’ve ever consumed, smuggled back from San Antonio in a water bottle.
Modestly sized glass of red wine only medium effective in helping to lubricate my paper writing synapses.
