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Tangy White Wine and Sundried Tomato Bucatini with Shrimp
It’s tangy, a little spicy, and really not that difficult to achieve depth of flavor with such great components. This recipe lets the ingredients really shine!

bien dit: On Being Articulate
I find myself craving the simplicity of incoherence, wishing to retreat into a state of brazen, youthful, unapologetic existence, where I am allowed expression without the constraints of language.

Tortured Poets, Edvard Munch, and The Enduring Connection Between Art and Suffering
Not only is art born from a man’s open heart, Munch says, but is the heart’s blood itself.

the sun is a little honeybee (a poem)
what i hold dear and true
sadness as subjective as a shade of blue

Draped in Petals: How Nature Inspires Fashion from Pixie Hollow to Dior
Remember the willow tree, for it may seem dull after watching so many dazzling iterations of it spawn from our human desire to imitate, but its beauty and love remains, waiting for you to come home

Perfectly Pickly Pasta Salad
This is a perfect summery dish to keep in the fridge for lunches and snack portions throughout the day.

Absurdism: Philosophy, Whimsy, Men Take a Seat
It had escaped my notice, by some miracle, that People always seem to be salivating over absurdist fiction without any mention of female writers.

On Thinking (a Poem)
Operating under the assumption that everything I say has to be a thesis on my ethos

Custom Planners: Building my Empire
When I realized I was lugging 4 journals around with me daily, I had to recognize I have a problem. So I made it a more concise problem!

Churrasco and Chimichurri
I don’t think there’s a meal that has me slobbering at the mere thought more than this one. I hear “chimichurri” and I might as well be in Pavlov’s lab.

Being Funny In a Foreign Language
“Meandering” “Pretentious” “Self-involved” How the 1975’s 2023 album says everything I wish I could.

Animal: a Brief History
I say I believe in signs. I thought they were supposed to be butterflies or angel numbers or something…

Vodka Sauce Pasta
This is a great staple recipe that has kept my belly full on many a desperate night. Keeps well for leftovers.

That’s That Me Espresso (Summer Playlist)
A collection of tunes with the same groovy drum track, bouncing bass and rhythmic guitar riff, across many different genres.

The Alchemist (a Poem)
A couplet poem on feeling like finding one’s purpose is always just out of reach, no matter how hard you try to be true to yourself.

Bang Bang Tofu over Coconut Rice
This is a multi-parter, but sooooo worth it all coming together. Estimated cooking time for a normal person: 45 minutes.
Took me over an hour.

A Midsummer Night’s Dream: a Tale of Romantic Persistence and Everything Working Out in the End
“Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is wing’d Cupid painted blind. Nor hath love’s mind of any judgment taste; Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste: And therefore is love said to be a child, Because in choice he is so oft beguil’d.”

Shakshuka (Arabic: شكشوكة : šakšūkah)
A one pot recipe, for when you’re feeling ~Ottoman~. Vegan if you want it to be. Serves 4.

I’m Sorry if You’re Living and You’re 20-Something
I definitely need a diary, and I can’t write quite fast enough by hand to make paper worth much, so here my musings shall lay to rest.