My Mom is one of those meticulous present wrappers. Every package is wrapped with precision and is always, ALWAYS, topped with a bow. Me, on the other hand, I couldn’t be more opposite. That last piece of tape on a package equals freedom from a task that I begrudgingly undertake with each celebratory occasion. A…
That Time the Refugee was From Hungary
My close friends know that I am a super proud, chicken paprikash-loving, Hungarian. I can play a chardash on the piano, and like a good Hungarian, most things in my life revolve around food. It runs deep. My grandmother immigrated here from Hungary, finding her way to the Detroit area where she raised her family,…
Enough is the New Abundance
July marks five years and one month that we have lived in our current house. The one extra month is significant because it means that this is the longest I have lived anywhere since I departed from my childhood home at 18. I’ve been withdrawn from my writing and my thoughts lately because my internal…
Lemon Ricotta Bites
“You must really love your job,” said a friend to me recently. “I do!” I exclaimed, only to find that she was actually being sarcastic. This happens all the time because not many people in my life want to be me. A fundraiser. My jobs have landed me in two of the top three categories…
Don’t Put Their Light Out: Part 3, The Round Ones
And then there’s the other one… Round. I’ve heard this word used in a variety of ways throughout our struggles with school this year. Round pegs in square holes. I’ve got round ones. My youngest, the dancer, is more round than average (on the spectrum of average for a round one, that is). You can’t…
Breaking Up With a Dream
As I have had the opportunity to get to know many of you through this blog, I’ve learned that this community is full of dreamers. We have big ideas to use our lives in big ways and we spend time inside our minds sorting through how we can propel ourselves to the next exciting endeavor. …
The Best Advice I Ever Received
This. Is. What. We. Do. That’s the best advice I ever received. It came as parenting advice eight years ago when I was reeling from the reality of what having a new baby really felt like. The hormone happy haze was gone and I was caught in the past of how life used to be…
Obligatory Pi Day Post!
I’ve been laying low from the blog lately. Mostly because I’m exhausting myself on all of my thoughts and ideas and am trying to recalibrate what this really is – a meaningful hobby. I don’t aspire to be a blogger. I’m not interested in spending my energy creating a community of empty “likes” in the…
How I Learned to Love My Dog
One would think I should be a dog lover seeing as though I have one, but it took me quite some time to learn to love my dog. I had not been able to completely warm up to her until an unexpected experience left us with more in common than I ever could have imagined….
Quick Fix: Anytime Egg Bake
This is not a food blog. Rather, it’s a blog which promotes the belief that through sharing food, we can build better relationships and ignite new ways of connecting with people. Which leads me to occasionally share food I make because I can never pass up a chance to espouse my enthusiasm for eating! This…
Don’t Put Their Light Out: Part 2
“It’s like everyone in my class is a house and I’m just a table.” “I’m not made for school.” “I wish I would just die.” His self-talk had progressively begun to deteriorate. By the time winter break rolled around, this happy, bright-eyed, eager learner ended up in a heap of tears wishing he would…
Gift Givers and Present Buyers
During this week leading up to Valentine’s Day, I’ve been on my soapbox about the difference between giving a gift and buying a present. I love, love, love giving gifts. To anyone. I even keep a note of gift ideas in my phone because I often see things that remind me of people in my…
Fix. Serve. 