A Commencement Address from NYC to You

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I graduated from college one year ago today. Looking back, I don’t remember a word of advice my commencement speaker gave my graduating class; I barely remember who the speaker was. Maybe she was a sub-par speaker (as it were I still remember parts of my brother’s college graduation speeches), but maybe it’s also true that we can’t really heed advice until it becomes relevant to our lives. Which is why, every time I see the sun set over the Manhattan skyline (or even every ...

Celebrations and a Picnic

This post marks three important milestones: 1.) This is the first post I'm writing as a college graduate; as a Citizen of the Real World. While the most memorable moment of the two-hour graduation ceremony this past Sunday is my tassel falling off my cap just as I accepted my diploma from the Dean, the friends and family who helped me celebrate throughout the weekend will never be forgotten. And as some of us know well, when my family celebrates, a vast, delicious spread of food inevitably ...

Whoopie (Pies)!

In exactly 24 hours from the minute I'm typing this, I will be done with my career as a college undergrad. I'll walk out of that last exam, sell my $50 textbook back for all of about $2, and throw my hands up in the air. Victory. Remember the scene in The Lion King where Simba slowly morphs from cub to adult as he makes a dramatic march across a bridge, all to the tune of Hakuna Matata? This is how I envision the walk back ...

So Much Good Slow Food

It's weird to post about something that is such a normal part of my every day life. It's difficult to jazz such intimate concepts up for a reader...but it would be wrong not to post about the incredible weekend I had with Slow Food-UW last weekend. Here goes. A three-year-old vision came to life when Slow Food friend Tori and I were guest chef's at Slow Food's weekly Monday Family Dinner Night. The flagship project of Slow Food-UW and an event that regularly draws crowds of over ...

3, 2,1…Tortilla Española

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My feelings for countdowns are very torn. On one hand, I love how the effort of noting the passing of each day seems to make each one stand out. The act of checking another 24 hours off a list ensures you are that much closer to...whatever. In elementary school, we followed the "Alphabet Countdown to the End of School" religiously, all the way from "All things Apple" day to "Zip up your bags and Zoom home for the summer." But on the other hand, I ...

En Route to Saag Paneer

During the school week, I walk past an Indian restaurant at least twice a day on my way to and from campus. The aromas seem to permeate my skin in just the few short minutes I'm within nose-shot; I sometimes feel as though the sensory experience is strong enough to count as an actual meal. A few nights ago, despite having indulged in a particularly pungent feast on my stroll home, I arrived at my apartment with an enormous appetite. When I opened the fridge, a block of Indian ...

A+ Cauliflower “Mac” ‘n Cheese

If you've ever taken an exam, you know the feeling of utter relief as you turn the test booklet in. All power is instantly transferred from you to the grader (unless of course you choose the route of Buttering The Grader Up - always a viable A-game strategy); it's a blissful surrender. And so went my Thursday--an early morning of cramming after a long week of much of the same, culminating in two back-to-back exams and one glorious moment of Finally Being Done. In that ...