Alice: Memoirs of a Barbary Coast Prostitute

The other night, during a Friday night dinner party, we got in a spirited debate regarding the lack of female narratives in high school literature. Thus, we, as women, are generally more capable for relating to male narratives then the other way around. Men just simple are not exposed in the same way to the varied life experiences of women. I even realized that I … Continue reading Alice: Memoirs of a Barbary Coast Prostitute

When Breath Becomes Air

I need to start cataloguing my good reads because I so frequently forget the great books I’ve read. So first up: “You can’t ever reach perfection, but you can believe in an asymptote toward which you are ceaselessly striving.” When Breath Becomes Air. I’d been meaning to read this book since it came out. It is the, for lack of a better phrase, life philosophy … Continue reading When Breath Becomes Air

Blood Orange Cardamom Cake

I’m in super nest-y, hibernation mode. Sophie may have pulled a muscle, and until we get her checked out by a vet, we’ve been taking it slowwwww. As in chilly mornings, wrapped up in a blanket, sipping on lavender lattes (for me) and crunching on glucosamine dog biscuits (for her) while Bowie wreaks havoc, tearing socks out of dirty laundry baskets. And I’ve been stockpiling … Continue reading Blood Orange Cardamom Cake