My house currently looks like why? how come? and it’s not right. If my grandmother were still alive she would proclaim that this house belongs to someone who don’t know Jesus. The other day I made sandwiches and broccoli for dinner. After 7pm. Or was it 8? Can’t even recall. I could french braid my armpit … Continue reading Permission to be Imperfect (aka Human)…and Gingerbread
Moon, my baby girl, joined her school’s tennis team. Thing one: Somebody in my family is on a TENNIS team. What?!?! My people don’t play tennis (’til now!) Look at God! Won’t He do it?!? Thing two: You know I now have dreams of her going to the Olympics and becoming the next Serena Williams, … Continue reading Serena Williams…and Spicy Peanut Noodles
“Why is plant-based food so expensive? Why is it so flavor-less? I’m not giving up fried chicken!” Yes. Yes. And, girllllll, I remember! For all my folks who say this and more to me, I give you last night’s dinner: Fried “Rice” with Dry-Fried Curry Tofu. It’s cauliflower and not rice. And yes, I may … Continue reading Fried “Rice” with Dry-Fried Curry Tofu…and leftovers
Two years ago I had the pleasure of traveling to Cuba. I stayed mostly in Matanzas, but experienced a few days of Havana. I need to return. As soon as possible. Many times. I was there for a little over two weeks, and it felt like two days. Some of my favorite memories were cooking … Continue reading Tostones with Sexy Green Sauce… and Cuba
My party of five entered the movie theatre with great anticipation. We don’t always go to the movies. And when we do, it’s rare that it’s a movie we all want to see. As I tried to get comfortable in my seat (which always grosses me out because I think all the worst things happen in movie … Continue reading This world, and Nacho Cheese Popcorn…
I had my own little revolution the other day. Last week, the day after my birthday…I changed my cell phone number. It’s about the equivalent of a woman cutting all her hair off…which I’ve done once…or seven times. When a woman cuts all her hair off, or changes the cell phone number she’s had for … Continue reading Birthday Peach Cobbler and a New Cell Phone Number…
When I was about 12-years old, I stood outside of a thrift store not far from my house waiting for my father to pick me up. As I waited, a man around 30 or 35-years old stopped in front of me, smiled and said, “You are beautiful. So pretty. Such a cutie pie.” Then he went … Continue reading Fathers are Magic… and Pinto Beans and Black Rice Stuffed Collard Rolls with Crispy Portobello Strips
If one more person talks to me about cauliflower rice… or raw tacos… If I see one more mother of 16 on Instagram with six-pack abs and no stretch marks… Do people not eat donut holes any more? Am I the only one who eats them and pats my full and not-pregnant stomach after the … Continue reading Banana-Walnut Donut Holes with Cinnamon Sugar Dredge
Taking my daughter to school in the morning is the best part of my entire day. The. Entire. Day. She is about to complete her freshman year of high school…and though there are a few mornings we sit quietly in the car, most are spent having hilarious (to me) and insightful (to her… one day) conversations. … Continue reading Rides to school…and Creamy Basil Pesto Pasta with Roasted Baby Bellas and Heirloom Tomatoes
A portion of my childhood was spent in South Central Los Angeles. I was too young to know that it was rough around the edges. Because I was the only girl in my family, I tucked myself under my mother’s hip. Where she went, I went. On this particular morning, she invited me along to … Continue reading My little momma…
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