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.
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…
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.…
Read more Nothing is Normal, So Let’s Eat Biscuits for Breakfast and Make Brownies from Scratch
For 17 days, Professor Cappie has made a daily alphabet video. She started with “A” in response to my best friend’s decision that quarantine was a great time to teach her not-quite-two-year-old the alphabet (he already can count to 10; he’s a prodigy, basically). To remind you all, Cappie is my dog. The premise is…
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,…
It’s only been 18 days since I landed at Reagan National after a business trip to North Carolina. Only 18 days since I last chatted with the bartender at Chalice Cafe and looked at photos from my seat neighbor’s fishing trip out west. Only 18 days since I took a taxi to check out our…
I have always looked at French Toast on restaurant menus with disdain, snubbing my nose at people who order it for brunch because, come on, anyone can make French Toast at home. Why would you order it at a restaurant? Alas, I have been sort of lying in my snobbishness. Because for most of my…
This is not a helpful “pantry staple” recipe. If your grocery store is overrun by panicked shoppers a la my Safeway, you might be out of luck. But after an overly indulgent few days of comfort food I was eager to eat a veggie-heavy meal. My grocery store had no spinach, romaine, or salad-type veggies,…
Read more Super Food Super Meal for These Not-So-Super-Times
I hope everyone’s getting well acquainted with their Wi-Fi speeds and their spouse’s work-from-home habits. I’m sure neither leave anything to be desired. We’ve been home since Friday when I returned from Charlotte and realized this was serious, not “Wash your hands and be mindful” serious but, “Stay home and be serious” serious. So, we’ve…
Read more Social Distancing: Yes We Can! (But some things, I can’t do)
As a Washingtonian, I am loath to suggest any restaurants that aren’t walkable from home. When people ask me where to go to dinner when they visit, my first question isn’t, “What do you like to eat?” but rather, “Where are you staying?” So a town like Kannapolis, an area like Concord, is confusing to…
I am not a public health expert. I’ve never taken a single post-high school biology course. I know nothing about the spread of infectious diseases. So therefore I believe the experts, the Dr. Anthony Faucis of the world. I am lucky enough to have multiple doctor friends. I ask them questions. I trust their decades…
