Category Archives: Heart
Confessions of a gluttenous cook
This is an essay I wrote for a contest called Anthony Bourdain’s Medium Raw Challenge. You had to respond to the question ” What does it mean to cook food well?”. Kind of whipped this essay up on a whim. The version you see here is a bit different from my submission for 2 reasons. One it is edited and two I have no word restrictions, so I can include some things I had to cut to fit the contest criteria. Enjoy Continue reading
light…
Sun, let your rays touch my face gently and tickle my smile. I want to feel your warmth in my bones…
Rained
Why does it feel like the rain is washing my face, when it’s not even touching me? My soul feels cleaner somehow just by observing. Continue reading
Appologies …accepted?
I’ve given it some thought, and I have to say, this is a bit of a messy kind of blog. What the heck is it, you ask. A self-revealing journey of the soul? A tribute to Twilight? Did I see … Continue reading
Doodles of the heart…
Kiss me, kiss me, say that you missed me… Continue reading
Morning coffee
One solution, one salvation, a child of my espresso machine can push all of that away- a shot of coffee. The gods of coffee are often my kindest of friends. Continue reading
Blame it on Twilght... 