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Recovering journalist who discovered a life outside of news leaves you time for things like getting angry, cooking and traveling. Plus, hopefully, writing. I’m a wife, dog mom and Washingtonian.

Sunday Night Comfort Pasta

You might notice a trend by now: Carbs are comfort in my family. Whether it’s biscuits for breakfast or five pounds of potatoes for four people, I rely heavily on carbs. I’m not good with tears. I offer carbs. Leaving aside the merits of this, or the long-term viability for my waistline, I proffer this…

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Apple Muffins

I have something to admit. I bought a bushel of apples. This is the most annoying influencer/millennial thing I’ve done all year — overbought seasonal produce to the point I have to complain about it and serve said produce in weird ways. In my defense, I did not pick a bushel of apples whilst wearing…

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Perfect Shredded Chicken

Do you have things that you know you shouldn’t need a recipe for, but every time you start to make it, you look up the recipe? Like “perfect egg” or “effortless baked potato?” I know I do. Is Google the reason my brain just refuses to keep this sort of information at the forefront anymore? This…

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Today, I Want to Be My Dog

I looked at Cappie this morning and thought, “I want to be you.” Then I burst into tears, because of the absurdity of that thought. But I felt it, genuinely. I don’t know why this is so hard or why I feel like an asparagus rubberband stretched around the Twin Towers, but I’m ready to…

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Nothing is Normal, So Let’s Eat Biscuits for Breakfast and Make Brownies from Scratch

Everyone keeps using the phrase, “The new normal.” Or talking about how they’re trying to “find some normalcy” with a routine or by putting on pants or whatever it is people are doing to try to just “feel normal.”  I’m embracing the fact that this is not normal. Nothing about our current situation is normal.…

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Things I Miss

I miss everything these days. I mean that in both senses of the word — I miss things like sitting outside at bars, restaurant French Fries, having friends over for dinner, shaking hands, running on a trail and saying, “behind you” without having to apologize for daring to exist within six feet of someone else,…

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