When I had a nasty cold last week, 3 friends offered to come over to my place and bring food. I was so touched. Luckily this wasn’t a bad virus, and I managed on my own. But I think one of our greatest fears about being single is getting sick, alone. So it’s wonderful to know people have my back. And the best nurse of all was my trusty dog, Rose.
Key Dog Ceramic by Eleonor Boström
As my brother in Boston watched a white out from his window, we had a rain free day in L.A. Rose and I enjoyed the mild temps. How is it where you live?
Photo by Anne Kinnunen
For the most part, I’m a slow-food girl. I like braises, gumbos, stews and chili. The longer something cooks, the better. And my freezer is a testament to that, stocked with small storage containers from big pots of things that have leisurely simmered on my stove. But every week, I grab a quick bite from the neighborhood that someone else has cooked. My favorite is a Lebanese rotisserie chicken place nearby. Do you have a fast food go-to?
Photo by Emmanuel Monzon
In these fraught political times, I’m trying to visualize a daily gratitude. Here’s a good one from Robert Montgomery.
Two weeks ago, I bought a new phone. My old one was on its last legs. It was slow and the battery wouldn’t hold a charge. I’d been lusting after a new phone for a whole year. I was surprised that at first, the purchase wasn’t as thrilling as I’d expected. It took me awhile to appreciate it. And now, I’m in love. What’s your new favorite thing?
Shopping by Ben Wiseman
I have a nasty cold. Usually at the first sign of sniffles, I make a big pot of chicken soup, but this struck too fast for me to get provisions. So I combed the shelves of my fridge to see what I could conjure up. Luckily, I had a bit of home made chicken stock in the freezer, and to that I added canned stock that I’d stowed in the pantry. Ordinarily, I’m fussy about my ingredients, but not today. I threw in some limp celery, and a half of a red onion (that had both seen better days). I also had a bunch of string beans, one potato, and a frozen boneless chicken breast (that I cook up for my dog). I simmered these ragtag leftovers, and I have to say, it’s pretty good.
Photo from Things Organized Neatly
It’s hard for me to remember a time when I got upset about not having a date for Valentines. Do you think the holiday used to hold more sway with the general public, or is it just me that no longer cares?
Valentines Cards for Single People by Mr. Bingo
Yesterday afternoon, I went to the Los Angeles airport with friends from my synagogue to protest the Muslim Ban. We wanted to show our Jewish support. We were there for hours, chanting with the thousands who had gathered. I walked away with hope that we, the people, would keep our democracy on track. Tonight, with all the chaos created by the White House, I’m scared. How are you coping?