Issue no. 12 | Post no. 10: Dear Summer, Please don’t end. I will behave. I will wear my bathing suit in front of others and not be mortified. I will go to the gym. I will buy the running shoes I promised to buy. I will make homemade ice cream. I will boil peanuts [...]
Issue no. 12 | Post no. 9: A few weeks ago, my girlfriend sent me home with a posy of Thai Basil. The wonderfully fresh smell of mint mixed with anisette filled my car and by the time I pulled into my driveway, I was smitten. And hungry. For days, I chopped away at my [...]
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Issue no. 12 | Post no. 7: Congratulations, Amy (!) and subsequently, Rachel. You two are the soon-to-be proud temporary guardians and watchers of Handmade Nation, the Movie! Go forth and craft an heirloom. Or just munch on a bag of popcorn and watch the tatoo’ed girls in the film make spunk outta junk. Here’s [...]
Issue no. 12 | Post no. 6: Eckhart Tolle and my Uncle Terrell have taught me a lot about living life in the present, certainly enough to make me question the tense of this sentence as I write it. Perhaps they teach me. Or at least they tried to teach me. Whatever. It’s a lesson [...]
Issue no. 12 | Post no. 5: You don’t have to be a card-carrying, scrapbook-clubbing, crafter to wield a glue gun or a brandish a pair of knitting needles. We all have lurking, repressed talents- beyond our collective cooking prowess. Did you know that these underused gifts – by universal law- must occasionally be unloosed [...]
Issue 12 | Post no. 4: I could subsist carefree and happily on fruit and vegetables during the summer: a bowl of peaches and blueberries for breakfast, a tomato and cucumber salad for lunch. And for supper, a bowl of warm butter beans and an ear of sweet corn on the cob. I actually eat [...]
Issue no. 12 | Post no. 3: Three seasons out of the year, I am a solid girl. I wear solid colors, I eat off solid colored plates, I dream in solid colored dreams. I play the game of life in safe mode. Then summer drives in, bouncing atop a vintage orange Vespa, music blaring, [...]
HOME– Seven days, people! Only seven more days until we feast like proper pilgrims. It’s all up to us, you know. Husbands, siblings, parents, neighbors, children, cousins, judgmental in-laws (!), will be at our table, waiting for our masterpieces, hungry for our finest holiday offerings. We have the whole holiday sitting squarely on our shoulders, [...]
EXTRA! EXTRA!–Year one is done. The Paper Apron is officially 1 year old! Summer is turning into fall and I feel strangely grown up as I head into my second school year of blogging. What will I learn next? The weather outside is breathtakingly beautiful. A brisk wind is blowing through the air and life [...]
Now Playing– I’m betting this movie is coming to a -future- near you. Like yours. After all, you are out browsing food blogs today. You’re the target audience! On a pristine, clear and blue-skied afternoon (ah, just like the cow’s day below), I naively strolled into a darkened matinee at my local independent theater, the [...]
EXTRA! EXTRA! — Rich says I have PostParispartum. I have been moping around the house for a week. I miss the sun sparkling on the Seine, the women with their knotted scarves, the exotic offerings at the outdoor markets. I miss not knowing what people are talking about at the table next to me. And [...]
Extra! Extra!–My best friend, Rebeca, and I have a few traditions in our lives. Most involve eating, drinking and being silly. Each May, during Piccolo Spoleto, we call an official girls’ day and roam around downtown Charleston. We hit the streets and art stalls, lusting over shoes at Bob Ellis, woodcuts by Kent Ambler (I [...]
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