Saranghae
You saw me standing alone; I belonged nowhere. I wanted only to escape the brutal limits of that incongruously beautiful town, its mustard-bitter flowers tangled in roadside ditches, wavering in...
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I’m still in shock, guys. I managed to weasel my way into getting an interview with Christina Tosi. Every time I say that, I do a double take. She has long been a source of inspiration and...
View ArticleWorth It
It’s rainy sunny zebra weather, as I called it when I was little. Boy, I thought I was a clever little imp. Either way, it is h-o-t. And very humid. (And damp. Note the photos.) The last thing I want...
View ArticleDirrrty
Ahh… Sorry to burst your bubble, but this post is not about Xtina. I know. I’m sad about it too. Let’s talk about my OCD. Because everybody loves a crazy person, right? Today, I cleaned my entire...
View ArticlePeachy Keen
Okay, I left you again, my beloveds. But I am back, and I am not leaving in the foreseeable future (until college. Eep!!) (And I brought pie!) I was in NYC and also Connecticut at the ESPN...
View ArticleIt’s Not Delivery
It’s Delgiorno! That was an uncharacteristically long break from posting, y’all. Sorry. I brought pie. (This is becoming a pattern… Remember when and why I made this peach pie?) This past week was...
View ArticleSuperstar
Who wants to be a millionaire Thanksgiving superstar? Cause, like, this pie, yo. GodDAMN. Good gracious gravy! Sorry. I got excited. This pie… There’s just so much good stuff going on! Yummy,...
View ArticleJust Pie
Just pie. Jest pie. Jess pie? Chess pie?! The origins of the name of the (unquestionably Southern) chess pie are shrouded in mystery. Some believe that it’s called chess pie owing to a...
View ArticleAmerican Pie
I know that you’re in love with him ’cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym You both kicked off your shoes, man I dig those rhythm and blues I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck, with a pink carnation and...
View ArticleHow To
How to make a peach pie. Start this pie in the middle of a hectic week, a week when nothing seems to go right, and most things seem to go to shit. Wish for some therapy or someone who can write code,...
View ArticleLove is Real
“What is REAL?” asked the Rabbit one day, when they were lying side by side near the nursery fender, before Nana came to tidy the room. “Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a...
View ArticleUnderwater
Underwater basket-weaving: (noun) Used as the type of college course that is thought to be without any practical or professional value. This whirlwind of a quarter has finally drawn to a close. My...
View ArticleSuprème
Cosine, secant, tangent, sine, Three point one four one five nine, Square root, cube root, BTU, Sequence, series, limits too. Rah. —Unofficial UChicago football cheer (See here for a fantastically...
View ArticleSajeonogi
Sajeonogi, or, knocked down four times, rising up five. La Pêche Fraîche, or, disappearing four times, reappearing five. Happy September! I hope you all have enjoyed a glorious summer and have had a...
View ArticleReconnaisant
Autumn, the year’s last, loveliest smile. William Cullen Bryant The word for grateful in French, reconnaisant, is derived from the verb reconnaître: to recognize or acknowledge. To be thankful is to...
View ArticleFogueira
“There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There’s .1 and .12 and .112 and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a...
View ArticleRarest
To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people just exist. —Oscar Wilde I have been trying my best to feel lucky and blessed as I welcome in September and fall this week, as so many have...
View ArticleMoyamoya
Light-winged Smoke! Icarian bird, Melting thy pinions in thy upward flight; Lark without song, and messenger of dawn, Circling above the hamlets as thy nest; Or else, departing dream, and shadowy form...
View ArticleJust To Say
I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox and which you were probably saving for breakfast Forgive me they were delicious so sweet and so cold —William Carlos Williams, This Is Just to Say I have...
View ArticleCherry Wine
It looks ugly, but it’s clean. Oh momma, don’t fuss over me. The way she tells me I’m hers and she is mine; open hand or closed fist would be fine. Blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine. Hozier 3.14:...
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