January 20, 2019

9-11 Memorial Museum and The Frick Collection

11 am or so: The skies were clear blue, cloudless and bright. My doll jostled inside my oversized Tweety bird backpack with each bouncing step my 3-year-old feet took. Preschool ended early and abruptly. Our teachers shuffled quickly to steer us to the entrance of P.S. 128. I was the last to be picked up; it must have taken some time for the school to contact Mom who then had to call Grandpa at home. My tiny fist in his leathered hand, we rounded past our favorite corner pizzeria. Tugging on 爷爷's sleeves, I pointed to a thick, charcoal puff condensing above the distant skyline. "What is that?" Oh, it's probably a small fire somewhere. Don't worry, he patted my hand. I didn't.

January 13, 2019

Slow Cooker Green Chicken Chili

A warm chili for your upcoming Superbowl party or any night in with a good book. Throw all of the ingredients into one pot and you're set - cooking can't get any easier. 

January 6, 2019

Sunday Dialogues: Rollercoasters

Freshman year of high school, I developed an inexplicable desire in trying out for the basketball team... Without ever playing basketball (or any team sport for that matter). Sure, I could shoot free-throws, but could I handle the fast-paced aggression of a game? Would I voluntarily take a charge from someone twice my size? My piano teacher, fretting over the fingers she was priming for competitions and exams, had some choice words for my new interest. Regardless, I pioneered ahead and mysteriously found myself playing as a shooting guard/small forward.

Our head coach, B, was a loud, intimidating force. He would later become my AP Calculus teacher (and I the token victim of his teasing as involuntary teacher's pet), but I didn't have to wait until senior year to learn math from him. B taught me a lot, but I apply one lesson most often, perhaps because I've had to scramble between classes within 15 minutes: the quickest, most direct way to get somewhere is a straight line.

December 30, 2018

The Places I've Called Home

I've been a gypsy for most of my life, flitting from one community to another.

December 23, 2018

Ithaca Through the Seasons: Fall 2018

One last fall in Ithaca, and the leaves didn't disappoint. 

December 16, 2018

Autumn Portraits: Liz

Minutes before class started, I asked glanced over at my buddy, Liz, and asked sheepishly, "Hey Liz, do you want to do a little photoshoot with me? It shouldn't take more than 15 minutes or so..." 

60 minutes of fun and 100+ photos later...

December 9, 2018

Smitten Kitchen's Oat and Maple Syrup Scones with Maple Almond Butter Drizzle

My mom taught me to never show up empty-handed, so when the Eggleston's invited me over, I knew I needed (and wanted!) to bring something to show my appreciation.