Ingredients: 3+ lbs unsalted butter (“European style” preferred) 1 bag unbleached flour sugar, sugar, sugar (white, brown, molasses, crystallized, powdered, candies…bring on the sugar) 1 bag 99% cacao, unpronounceable, super snobby chocolate chips accoutrements of your liking: walnuts, pecans, rolled oats, seeds (poppy, sesame etc.), spices, jams, and so on. a pinch of self-loathing baking… Continue reading Holiday Cookie Binge Recipe
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oh man, way to party foul, Instagram
Just as I was finishing up a nice little blog post about all the fun social connections and playful experiments that can happen on Instagram, they go and change their Terms of Service and piss everyone off. I saw people dropping like flies yesterday, announcing their departure from instagram before the new year. We’re talkin… Continue reading oh man, way to party foul, Instagram
Time savers (& other baked goods)
You have to have time to figure out how to save time. A rockin Saturday night to me means making bereshke (kinda like a pierogi). It’s fried dough stuffed with goodies – potato, ground beef, or jam, they’re super versatile. I’ve found most people (as in peoples) eat some kind of stuffed fried dough thing,… Continue reading Time savers (& other baked goods)
Take an Umbrella, Leave an Umbrella
“I hate umbrellas,” the woman behind the counter sighs as she chats up the regulars. “They’re expensive and cheap. They cost money but then break really fast. I actually have a great one that I refuse to use on a windy day.” I feel the same way. Most umbrellas are crap quality and cumbersome. Could… Continue reading Take an Umbrella, Leave an Umbrella
Are Designers Masochists?
I like to say the difference between art and design is restriction. Designers shy away from calling themselves artists because it somehow has a negative connotation. “Artist” gives people a mental image of a smelly man in a beret madly splashing paint on easels. But technically designers are artists. I don’t want to get into… Continue reading Are Designers Masochists?
Julia’s house (Assyrian lessons from a 3 yr old)
This is a couple weeks ago. Seana’s in town and we go visit our cousin Natasha and her 3 year old Julia. Natasha has a little bit of work to do so we offer to watch Julia so she can finish (and so we can get on with the drinking and eating). Julia is smart… Continue reading Julia’s house (Assyrian lessons from a 3 yr old)
The Youth, they run oh so much
Young people run places. This might seem like a discovery to you, but I was surprised. At 29, I thought I was young. But when I find myself in a situation where I am faced with 20 year olds, I realize that I am indeed not oh so young. Hooray for me. Two examples to… Continue reading The Youth, they run oh so much
Commune Livin: Part 2
In case you missed it, I recently wrote about the dangers of corporate purgatory and to possibly combat the inevitable dead-inside feeling by obviously, joining a commune. As promised here is the second part of that post. Mostly when I think of living in a commune I think of naked frolicking so I decided to interview… Continue reading Commune Livin: Part 2
Big Apple Shrinks, Cause Unknown
The last time I was in New York was in 2006. I was 23. I had just graduated from college with a degree in art history. I did not own a computer or a smartphone – papers were written on computers in the basement of the school’s library. I was making about $200/week as an… Continue reading Big Apple Shrinks, Cause Unknown
Market segments slice us up: why I care little about your age, race, sex
I hate market segmentation. At best, it’s boring. At worst, it’s misleading. I don’t trust it. I especially hate using market segments for small studies. How much do you really have in common with someone just because they are your same age and race? And why should I care? I’m not talking about cultural identity,… Continue reading Market segments slice us up: why I care little about your age, race, sex