As a kid, I was a lousy eater. My mother had her hands full trying to get me to have a proper meal. I insisted on peanut butter and jelly every day for lunch. I LOVED anything with sugar, and devoured Oreos, chocolate layer cake and ice cream. One of my absolute favorites was devil dogs. I’m excited to try this recipe from Serious Eats. What was your top childhood food?
These days in the new America are so disorienting. Whenever I start to get my bearings, there’s another bit of news that sends me reeling again. With that in mind, a practice of gratitude is more grounding than ever. Each evening, I review the good stuff, e.g.
1. I live in a quiet apartment with little noise from the neighbors above and below me.
2. My almost 12-year old dog still gallops down the hallway when I say, “who wants a treat?”
3. On Sunday, I made a big pot of pasta e fagioli soup, timed for the recent L.A. chilly weather. It’s even better the next day.
What’s good about your day?
“Embroidered graffiti” by Sarah Greaves
Self-help from Matt Haig
Speaking of self help, please check out my latest career change blog post.
For years, we’ve had to endure endless studies that indicate married people live longer than unmarried ones. Bella dePaulo has done a wonderful job debunking many of these. And finally, here’s real vindication. Emma Morano is now 117, and listed as the oldest person in the world. She attributes her long life to raw eggs and being single. Read the good news here.
Illustration by Abbey Lossing
I live in a state where it’s always green, so for me this is a metaphor. I wonder from all of you who reside in real winter climates, how do you get through the months with no leaves on the trees? As we face a new political reality, I’m in search of respite.
La Mortella Garden by Guy Yanai
Monday mornings after a long holiday can be a fraught time. After days of being off the work grid, it’s a jolt to get back into the swing of things. I had a wonderfully distracting visit with my extended family. We ate delicious Thanksgiving food (twice), drank with abandon, went to the movies (Arrival), sampled awesome Taiwanese-Chinese delicacies and enjoyed L.A. winter weather (rain and 49 degrees). All of which made it harder to navigate the 9-5 reality. And at dawn today, my heart anxiously raced. How about you?
Comic by Toothpaste for Dinner
Filled with gratitude for all of you. Happy Thanksgiving!
Illustration by Adam J Kurtz
It’s the two-week anniversary of staring into the apocalypse, but today I have a mundane complaint. The lower bins in my refrigerator aren’t gliding properly, so I called the company and they scheduled a repair man to come to my place. They gave me a ridiculously long five hour window of when he would show up. (Even more than the cable guy.) With a flimsy “stuck in traffic” excuse, he finally arrived 6- 1/2 hours later. I was steaming mad. It seems odd to be feeling aggrieved about something so trivial given the state of our country. And in a way, it felt like a relief.
Photo by Wendy Morgan