Cooking is like a poem. There's a certain rhythm and grace to the prep work. Chopping, slicing, and dicing; the alternating short and long cuts a sort of iambic pentameter in the kitchen. Baking is precision and rhyme, but all else - that which does not demand perfection - is loose, free-form. These ideas came … Continue reading Cooking as Poetry
Month: August 2016
Watchin’ the Sun Bake
Today turned into a fun day. There’s a guy at work named Zach who is very much a hippie at heart. Even more so than me. He’s the dude who goes to Burning Man every year, spends his lunch hour in the park strumming a guitar, and walks around the office barefoot. Anyway, he decided … Continue reading Watchin’ the Sun Bake
The Forest is My Happy Place
This past weekend, Tara and I went hiking. Which seems to be a recurring theme in my life these days. I have gone hiking every weekend for the past month. Maybe in a past life I was Paul Bunyan, but in this one I have traded in my axe for hiking poles. I don't want to chop down trees; … Continue reading The Forest is My Happy Place
Bad News: I Lost the Election
I am sad to report that my last-minute campaign during Washington's primary last week was unsuccessful. I lost my bid to become the Evergreen State's newest Commissioner of Public Lands. What's that? You had no idea I was running for public office? Neither did I, right up until the day of the election. My coworker, Kimberly, was … Continue reading Bad News: I Lost the Election
Ohanapecosh, By Gosh!
I have, in the past, lamented over the fact that technology is taking over the world. I've mentioned how I wish we could go back in time to those carefree days where a "smartphone" was considered one that had buttons to push rather than a rotary dial, and a "web domain" was simply the home … Continue reading Ohanapecosh, By Gosh!
Mark My Words 