Archive for November, 2009

Food Loves Writing in Blog Envy Contest

11.12.09 // Comments:17

Update: this contest is now over and, although we didn’t win, it was nice to be considered. Thanks to all of you who voted!

Quick announcement: Bon Appetit invited Food Loves Writing to participate in their 2009 Blog Envy contest! If you’d like, you can check out our entry, for Grandma’s oatmeal chocolate-chip cookies, by clicking through all the categories to submit a vote. (I’m on the cookie page!)

Warning: you will have to register (Apologies!), the site has been down often and some people have not been able to click through all the way. Oh, well. The important thing, obviously, is that we were invited and that, hello, Bon Appetit HAS SEEN US!!?? Read more…

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it’s been true for me

11.11.09 // Comments:20

maple cookies

Listen, I know I’ve already posted 25 other cookie recipes here.

So if you’re thinking, another one? This girl is out of control! I can’t argue.

But hear me out: no matter how many other types of recipes I try—from cakes to soup to meat to vegetables—it’s still cookies that I love the most. So did my grandma.

I wish I could remember the first time I had a cookie—do you? The earliest I knew, I was stirring batter in Grandma’s kitchen, anticipating the trays we would pull out of the oven, so it’s as if I’ve always liked cookies and they’ve always been there, unlike kale or cheese or spinach or fish or something else I had to grow to enjoy.

And it just makes me think that while there is certainly value in changing perceptions, there is also value in keeping some, in having a few things, such as my parents or my brother or the way it feels to laugh out loud at someone’s story, that I have always loved.

Cookies are like that for me.
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Comments:20 Click here to comment! Categories: before the 2009 diet change

blue skies on a Saturday

11.09.09 // Comments:18

acorn squash

I have been trying to write this post for the better part of two hours. I keep writing something and deleting it, writing something and deleting it.

To be honest with you, I guess that is because I don’t know what to say. A dear friend of mine got some very bad news this last week, the kind you never think you or someone you love will get, and she has been on my mind ever since.

I wish you could meet her. I wish you could know the kind of friend who extends grace when you don’t, who challenges you by example, who makes you laugh out loud with her stories. The kind of friend who, when you show up unannounced at her doorstep Wednesday night, welcomes you inside, no questions asked, comforting you more than you are comforting her, demonstrating faith in the One Who Made Her as you recount specific Providences together.
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Comments:18 Click here to comment! Categories: before the 2009 diet change