Category: A Love Story
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Rune x Daylily Estates: everything is sunlight…
“Wine is sunlight held together by water.” Solid quote. Thanks, Galileo. It’s poetic yet scientific, reverent and kind of cheeky at the same time, but did you know that he dropped even more knowledge in the next sentence? It might not fit on a cross stitch but check it: “The light of a sun, with…
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First Love, Then Wheat: the lingering taste of loss…
I spent my summer saying goodbye to things that I had previously believed held permanent placements in my life. First love, then wheat. Loss is a terrifying thing because, more often than not, we don’t see it coming. One night, you’re falling asleep soundly after receiving a ‘Sweet Dreams’ text from the person you trust…
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Leah’s Little Blue Kitchen: little kitchen, big flavors…
You’ll often hear people prattle on about how baking is a science and cooking is an art. While, yes, at its core this sentiment is true: baked goods that lack artistry will always be sadly, well, lacking. My favorite author once penned the phrase, “People who sacrifice beauty for efficiency get what they deserve.” Tom…
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Daylily Estates: they’re here to do it better…
Sometimes we live our lives accepting the status quo because we don’t know any better. Then a disruptor comes along and paints our world in the technicolor of possibility–and suddenly nothing will ever be the same. Calling Daylily Estates a ‘disruptor’ feels a little funny, because there’s nothing particularly rebellious about what they’re doing. I…
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Venturi Pizza: pizza is the glue that temporarily holds a broken heart together…
Some people love Valentine’s Day. They yearn all year long for the annual return of February 14th–bringing with it a storm of cheap chocolates and polyester rose petals. But when the corporate-constructed pink and red haze sets in on my city, something inside me screams to get out of dodge. So, I listen to that…
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Johnny OX: a sacred journey through the prowess and expression of a culinary virtuoso…
I’ve written a lot about pizza. Scan through previous blogs and you’ll find that I’ve penned that pizza is “more reliable than any lover.” To quote myself, “There’s no amount of money I wouldn’t spend, no distance I wouldn’t travel, no obstacle I wouldn’t overcome for the sake of pizza.” I’ve made questionable choices in…
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Dom’s Pie Shop: pizza is not a punishment…
Pizza is more reliable than any lover I’ve ever known. Like a Tina Turner song, pizza is simply the best. I call it when I need it–when my heart is on fire. It’s always there. Dependable. Predictable. Whether New York Style, Detroit Style, or even Chicago Deep Dish: when you order a pizza, you basically…
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Bravas Caramel Apple Burger: a love story…
It’s no secret that I’m a spooky season fanatic. Some girls are for the streets. I am one of those girls: but only when the gutters are full of fallen orange, brown, and yellow leaves and the front porches of houses are bedecked with mums, pumpkins, and gourds. Everything about autumn gives me life and…
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Plonk & Pleasure: a manifesto
Well, baby, it’s been a year. Happy Birthday, blog. I haven’t even come close to reaching the goals that I set for myself when I started this venture. By the one year mark, I was really hoping to have at least 1,000 Instagram followers, some sort of income associated with my writing, and a local…
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Olives: a love story
Once upon a time, I did not like olives. I’d like to say that this was a long time ago, in a far off land. But, if I’m telling the truth, this was really only about a year ago, roughly 600 miles away on the East Coast. I had just remotely purchased my first home…
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