Chicken Noodle Soup


I’m back! Well, I don’t want to make any promises, but I’ll sincerely try to revive this blog on my end. With Bette Jane’s inspiration and feeling generally disconnected from the world/old friends/family, this is my feeble attempt.

Because it’s been roughly one and a half years since my last post (ugh, cringe), here’s a little update on what’s happened since:

  • I’m living in Fort Worth, Texas. I never thought I’d call anywhere other than Washington my home, (especially a place nicknamed Cowtown) but it happened. I miss my family and friends dearly, but I am loving this new adventure.
  • I’m finishing up my first year of medical school! That’s what brought me to Texas in the first place. I’ve learned so much in the last year, but right now, my brain is mush and I desperately need summer break to come.
  • Mike and I are engaged and will be married in a couple months! Wowza.

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Evolutionary Lemon Squares



Who but spring! who but blossomy, strawberry spring could bring out the old in so much new?


Baking with the zip of lemon zest is like saying “resurrection” without any religious sentiment. Ah. It’s like a blog post about Emily Post eating vegan, oat-y lemon squares with her tea.

Just like that. Baby we’re back.

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New York and Attempted Treacle Tart


Autumn. What a beautiful word, even, let alone the season. I think New York City is similarly synchronized in word and meaning: tall, short, tall, long, spaced, dotted, lined, new, old.

The thing is, I made this treacle tart, and it looked just delicious. I daresay I was proud as I sidled this crispy, Harry Potter- and fall-inspired dessert out of the oven. But, unlike ‘autumn’ and ‘New York City’, its presentation bears little resemblance to tart reality.


Nonetheless, it’s a union of peach, almond, ginger and treacle (minus one chink in the lattice). And I beseech the internet for a recreation that, like autumn and New York (subjectively, bien sur), isn’t all appearances.

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Carrot Cake


What is it about those open-minded desserts, the ones that integrate vegetables with sweet muff and fluff? With savory, tart squelchy toppings?

Maybe ‘squelchy’ doesn’t set the right mood. Borders on ‘queef’.

Carrot cake brings it right back.

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