Squash-y momentum

Monday, I roasted a kabocha squash, and pureed that into a curried sauce, which I simmered chicken in and served over fragrant basmati rice.  **My whole family ate squash for dinner and no one complained.  (Yes, I did write that, and re-read it, and left it there.)  Successful vegetable sneaking is some sort of sick … Continue reading Squash-y momentum

With care

Like our skin, we wear a need for stories.  Not fantastic, imagination-fueling works of art, but the kind of stories that have a job.  They are what we wrap ourselves in to feel more secure – a way to put words onto something – to help life make sense. We place them on our children, … Continue reading With care


Lean In.  I am so happy this dialogue is taking place.  That said, I have not read the book, and I’m not going to.  I don’t want to.  If I am going to take the brain power and time to read a book, I would like it to have nothing, AT ALL, to do with … Continue reading Leaning.