23 years ago, in the middle of a 15,000-mile road trip around the U.S. to find a good home for us, with my three young sons (ages 7, 5, and 3 at the time) and densely packed into my youngest…

One of the women in my doctoral cohort noted recently that as her ability to articulate and write the academic portion of her thesis gained momentum, her access to inspiration and productivity within her artistic practice decreased, and vice versa.…

Although there is some overlap between the research and artifact of my doctoral project on female aging and my welcoming you to the weekend with a few thoughts each Friday, I find at certain junctures that the split in focus…

I’ve visited the site in Skagway where my family home was, of course: the house has been significantly remodeled to nearly unrecognizable; the surrounding wild woods built upon; the side street widened to include more than a third of the…

You know that I don’t usually use this space or time to discuss a retail product (other than books, or my own offerings), but my recent introduction this week to the six-year-old spice company, Diaspora Co., coincided with today’s failure…

When we were at the height of nourishing the adolescent growth of our three boys, I had a sense that I was spending all my time procuring, cooking/baking, and serving food. As with their infant growth, I could predict that…

It’s such a humbling, sobering wonder to consider how our bodies, minds, and spirits accumulate our experiences: the air we’ve breathed, the food and drink we’ve consumed, when we’ve moved or been still, lifted loads or stretched, how we’ve treated…

You know I love tracing the arc of things, and that the beginnings—of a calendar year, of the next year of life, of an academic year—always thrill and energize me, the nascence and potential, direction and speed, choices of attitude…

Three beloved women spoke to me today of needing to follow last week’s Thanksgiving (over) indulgences and holiday sugar storm fronts with this week’s taking themselves in hand—intermittent fasting came up, bone broth, scales. What delighted me most was what…

My maternal grandmother was a full-time working mother throughout her three children’s whole lives, from the time she graduated from high school until she retired from her pink-collar job (in a role that we would call now an administrative assistant…

Maybe I jinxed myself by posting on July 2, “first day of vacation and goals achieved”—or maybe/probably it was just the incubation period of the BA.5 variant of COVID-19 that one of the many folks on the planes and in…

What constitutes the perfect food? There is, of course, no one answer nor even a short list, especially given the wide range of contexts—budget and availability, geography and culture, lifestyle and stage of life, hunger level and health needs—in which…

A reminder of the invitation to you—and everyone you want also to invite—to gather next Saturday, March 19, at noon, at the boat launch on the north shore of Lady Bird Lake, where we will engage in arts activism as…

There are many areas in my life in which I am reliable, consistent, compliant with the program; I floss every night, for example, without exception. When it comes to eating plans, though, I’m a bit more…flexible. As with, say, granola…

One of my superpowers is being able to make a reasonable (perhaps even enticing) meal from bits and scraps of random remainders, and I have been exercising the full range of these abilities for the past couple of weeks, putting…

Here’s encouragement for you this weekend, and permission (if you need that, and if I’m in any position to offer that to you in a way that’s meaningful) to balance and ground the windiness and headiness of this fall season—its…

R. and I went to our neighborhood pool today, for the first time since a dip in late September or early October of 2019, when we were oblivious to what the next spring and summer would mean for quarantine and…

You’re on the right track for a pretty wonderful homemade condiment if the first step of your recipe involves gathering fresh rose petals. Fallen blossoms littering the ground is one of my favorite conditions in the natural world: I get…

You know how I feel about toast, and great bread in general occupies a similar place in my heart and psyche—artisan or homemade or just the corner bakery, you know, if you’re in France or Italy! (Perhaps another time I’ll…

When you’re the oldest of six children in your family of origin; when you are by nature an obedient and reliable person; and when your parents set you up as a gold standard, a parental assistant, and a rules enforcer…

Today is World Sleep Day. You may not have had it penciled on your calendar. You/I may only be aware of it because of a marketing campaign by some mattress or pajama or supplement company from whom you receive emails,…

On January 20, at the end of a long, emotional (Inauguration!) day, I got a text from a friend, that he had heard there were leftover and expiring COVID-19 vaccine shots being administered on a first-come, first-served basis to those…

My middle son and I spent Wednesday afternoon glued to NPR, circling around each other in the kitchen, as horrified as we had been on 9/11—although then, I sheltered him from all the details of destruction, distracted him with activities…

2020 has been a challenging year by so many measures, one of them the balance between our desires for health and our cravings for pleasure in response to the uncertainties, anxieties, and new burdens this year has presented. An article in the…

If this were a normal year, similar to the past seven years or so—obviously, it’s not, but let’s imagine for a moment—all my family members who live in Austin would gather at my husband’s and my house for the Thanksgiving…

My husband and I raised three sons, all in their 20s now, and we’ve been quarantining since mid-March with our middle and youngest ones. Living again with three men—all six feet tall or above, all athletic, all non-picky, hearty eaters—has…

Samin Nosrat, goddess—of Salt, Fat, Acid, Heat, which I consumed in whole-book form right after it was published—just gave me a glorious upgrade to my standby green soup (from Anna Thomas’ recipe in Love Soup, which I have loved and…

Among all the colors that food can be, my favorite is green. For the 30 years (as of this week!) that I’ve been married, I’ve been preparing and plating meals for my beloveds—first my man, and then our three sons, and…

Maybe you disagree with me on this, but my theory is: In the absence of mental illness, at least 90% of behavioral problems can be solved when we have the right amounts of well-timed good food and good sleep. I’ve…

“Original thinking migrates each day in search of nourishment.” Maya Angelou