Tuesday already? This weekend was made of some pretty magical stuff.
I finally touched up a long neglected tattoo on my back on Friday, spent Saturday afternoon wandering around Portland + the evening celebrating summer (tiki-style) with the best co-workers around, and finally rounded out the weekend on Sunday with boozy slushies. It seems like that’s become a thing around here (not complaining). Is that a thing everywhere?
It felt like the rarely achieved, but completely ideal mix of relaxation and productivity and delicious things.
What’s a girl to do with a refrigerator full of left over pineapple juice + coconut milk? 
Piña Colada Sorbet. That’s what!
Here’s the simple, dairy-free recipe:
2 (13-oz.) cans of lite coconut milk
1 small can of cream of coconut
1/2 cup pineapple juice
2 cups sugar
1.5 tbsp vanilla extract
splash of rum (optional)
Puree all of the ingredients in a blender until smooth and refrigerate for at least an hour. Add the mixture to any ice cream machine and run until it thickens (the coconut milk made this step take a bit longer). Freeze until solid.
It’s both satisfying and refreshing and tastes just like a warm summer evening on the porch.
Enjoy! XO
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Tuesday already? This weekend was made of some pretty magical stuff.

I finally touched up a long neglected tattoo on my back on Friday, spent Saturday afternoon wandering around Portland + the evening celebrating summer (tiki-style) with the best co-workers around, and finally rounded out the weekend on Sunday with boozy slushies. It seems like that’s become a thing around here (not complaining). Is that a thing everywhere?

It felt like the rarely achieved, but completely ideal mix of relaxation and productivity and delicious things.

What’s a girl to do with a refrigerator full of left over pineapple juice + coconut milk? 

Piña Colada Sorbet. That’s what!

Here’s the simple, dairy-free recipe:

  • 2 (13-oz.) cans of lite coconut milk
  • 1 small can of cream of coconut
  • 1/2 cup pineapple juice
  • 2 cups sugar
  • 1.5 tbsp vanilla extract
  • splash of rum (optional)

Puree all of the ingredients in a blender until smooth and refrigerate for at least an hour. Add the mixture to any ice cream machine and run until it thickens (the coconut milk made this step take a bit longer). Freeze until solid.

It’s both satisfying and refreshing and tastes just like a warm summer evening on the porch.

Enjoy! XO

It feels like I wait all year long for this brief moment in which I can actually grow edible things in the garden. It’s only when the ideal combination of heat and sun and moisture is achieved that the magic happens.
But when it does, it’s sweet. Literally.
The Sungold tomato plant in the garden is bursting with the most delicious little fruit right now and though I’d be plenty happy eating them straight from the vine, or as a fresh + flavorful addition to just about anything I cook, I think I might love them the most roasted.
You’ll need:

cherry tomatoes, whole
plenty of olive oil
garlic (as much or as little as you’d like)
finishing salt
bread (+ cheese! i vote fromage blanc) to accompany
Preheat oven to 375. In a medium bowl, toss tomatoes with oil and garlic. Pour into baking dish and roast for 20-30 minutes, or until they have wrinkled and collapsed slightly.
I love grabbing a loaf of crusty bread, spreading on a bit of cheese and topping with a little heap of juicy tomatoes. I’ll warn you up front; it’s messy. But so, so worth it.

Enjoy!
XO
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It feels like I wait all year long for this brief moment in which I can actually grow edible things in the garden. It’s only when the ideal combination of heat and sun and moisture is achieved that the magic happens.
But when it does, it’s sweet. Literally.
The Sungold tomato plant in the garden is bursting with the most delicious little fruit right now and though I’d be plenty happy eating them straight from the vine, or as a fresh + flavorful addition to just about anything I cook, I think I might love them the most roasted.
You’ll need:

cherry tomatoes, whole
plenty of olive oil
garlic (as much or as little as you’d like)
finishing salt
bread (+ cheese! i vote fromage blanc) to accompany
Preheat oven to 375. In a medium bowl, toss tomatoes with oil and garlic. Pour into baking dish and roast for 20-30 minutes, or until they have wrinkled and collapsed slightly.
I love grabbing a loaf of crusty bread, spreading on a bit of cheese and topping with a little heap of juicy tomatoes. I’ll warn you up front; it’s messy. But so, so worth it.

Enjoy!
XO
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It feels like I wait all year long for this brief moment in which I can actually grow edible things in the garden. It’s only when the ideal combination of heat and sun and moisture is achieved that the magic happens.
But when it does, it’s sweet. Literally.
The Sungold tomato plant in the garden is bursting with the most delicious little fruit right now and though I’d be plenty happy eating them straight from the vine, or as a fresh + flavorful addition to just about anything I cook, I think I might love them the most roasted.
You’ll need:

cherry tomatoes, whole
plenty of olive oil
garlic (as much or as little as you’d like)
finishing salt
bread (+ cheese! i vote fromage blanc) to accompany
Preheat oven to 375. In a medium bowl, toss tomatoes with oil and garlic. Pour into baking dish and roast for 20-30 minutes, or until they have wrinkled and collapsed slightly.
I love grabbing a loaf of crusty bread, spreading on a bit of cheese and topping with a little heap of juicy tomatoes. I’ll warn you up front; it’s messy. But so, so worth it.

Enjoy!
XO
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It feels like I wait all year long for this brief moment in which I can actually grow edible things in the garden. It’s only when the ideal combination of heat and sun and moisture is achieved that the magic happens.
But when it does, it’s sweet. Literally.
The Sungold tomato plant in the garden is bursting with the most delicious little fruit right now and though I’d be plenty happy eating them straight from the vine, or as a fresh + flavorful addition to just about anything I cook, I think I might love them the most roasted.
You’ll need:

cherry tomatoes, whole
plenty of olive oil
garlic (as much or as little as you’d like)
finishing salt
bread (+ cheese! i vote fromage blanc) to accompany
Preheat oven to 375. In a medium bowl, toss tomatoes with oil and garlic. Pour into baking dish and roast for 20-30 minutes, or until they have wrinkled and collapsed slightly.
I love grabbing a loaf of crusty bread, spreading on a bit of cheese and topping with a little heap of juicy tomatoes. I’ll warn you up front; it’s messy. But so, so worth it.

Enjoy!
XO
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It feels like I wait all year long for this brief moment in which I can actually grow edible things in the garden. It’s only when the ideal combination of heat and sun and moisture is achieved that the magic happens.

But when it does, it’s sweet. Literally.

The Sungold tomato plant in the garden is bursting with the most delicious little fruit right now and though I’d be plenty happy eating them straight from the vine, or as a fresh + flavorful addition to just about anything I cook, I think I might love them the most roasted.

You’ll need:

  • cherry tomatoes, whole
  • plenty of olive oil
  • garlic (as much or as little as you’d like)
  • finishing salt
  • bread (+ cheese! i vote fromage blanc) to accompany

Preheat oven to 375. In a medium bowl, toss tomatoes with oil and garlic. Pour into baking dish and roast for 20-30 minutes, or until they have wrinkled and collapsed slightly.

I love grabbing a loaf of crusty bread, spreading on a bit of cheese and topping with a little heap of juicy tomatoes. I’ll warn you up front; it’s messy. But so, so worth it.

Enjoy!

XO

It’s that time of year when the vast majority of my brain is busy thinking about sunshine, and play, and well, to be perfectly honest: tacos.
And what better excuse to eat an ungodly amount of them than to throw a party? A taco party! I’ve been dreaming this up for a little while now, and I think I’ve finally distilled it to the most critical components:
the perfect margarita - preferably pre-made (never mix, always fresh) in an easy to serve container so that someone isn’t stuck manning the bar all night
a diy taco bar - with all of the fixings for at least 3 different kinds of tacos (I’m thinking lime cilantro portobello, roasted veg with avocado cream, and grilled sweet potato with lime crema)
¡piñatas! - these tiny cactus ones are pretty perfect, even better with mexican sweets inside!
papel picado coasters - these serve as the perfect pop of color, give people a place to put their frosty beverage and can be taken home as a little favor
succulents - in recycled cans. It’s both festive and eco-sensitive.
(Also, invitations in the shape of tacos. Obviously.)
Here’s to making this a reality in the next few months!! P.S. you should come
- beyond brilliant taco night print can be found here -
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It’s that time of year when the vast majority of my brain is busy thinking about sunshine, and play, and well, to be perfectly honest: tacos.
And what better excuse to eat an ungodly amount of them than to throw a party? A taco party! I’ve been dreaming this up for a little while now, and I think I’ve finally distilled it to the most critical components:
the perfect margarita - preferably pre-made (never mix, always fresh) in an easy to serve container so that someone isn’t stuck manning the bar all night
a diy taco bar - with all of the fixings for at least 3 different kinds of tacos (I’m thinking lime cilantro portobello, roasted veg with avocado cream, and grilled sweet potato with lime crema)
¡piñatas! - these tiny cactus ones are pretty perfect, even better with mexican sweets inside!
papel picado coasters - these serve as the perfect pop of color, give people a place to put their frosty beverage and can be taken home as a little favor
succulents - in recycled cans. It’s both festive and eco-sensitive.
(Also, invitations in the shape of tacos. Obviously.)
Here’s to making this a reality in the next few months!! P.S. you should come
- beyond brilliant taco night print can be found here -
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It’s that time of year when the vast majority of my brain is busy thinking about sunshine, and play, and well, to be perfectly honest: tacos.
And what better excuse to eat an ungodly amount of them than to throw a party? A taco party! I’ve been dreaming this up for a little while now, and I think I’ve finally distilled it to the most critical components:
the perfect margarita - preferably pre-made (never mix, always fresh) in an easy to serve container so that someone isn’t stuck manning the bar all night
a diy taco bar - with all of the fixings for at least 3 different kinds of tacos (I’m thinking lime cilantro portobello, roasted veg with avocado cream, and grilled sweet potato with lime crema)
¡piñatas! - these tiny cactus ones are pretty perfect, even better with mexican sweets inside!
papel picado coasters - these serve as the perfect pop of color, give people a place to put their frosty beverage and can be taken home as a little favor
succulents - in recycled cans. It’s both festive and eco-sensitive.
(Also, invitations in the shape of tacos. Obviously.)
Here’s to making this a reality in the next few months!! P.S. you should come
- beyond brilliant taco night print can be found here -
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It’s that time of year when the vast majority of my brain is busy thinking about sunshine, and play, and well, to be perfectly honest: tacos.
And what better excuse to eat an ungodly amount of them than to throw a party? A taco party! I’ve been dreaming this up for a little while now, and I think I’ve finally distilled it to the most critical components:
the perfect margarita - preferably pre-made (never mix, always fresh) in an easy to serve container so that someone isn’t stuck manning the bar all night
a diy taco bar - with all of the fixings for at least 3 different kinds of tacos (I’m thinking lime cilantro portobello, roasted veg with avocado cream, and grilled sweet potato with lime crema)
¡piñatas! - these tiny cactus ones are pretty perfect, even better with mexican sweets inside!
papel picado coasters - these serve as the perfect pop of color, give people a place to put their frosty beverage and can be taken home as a little favor
succulents - in recycled cans. It’s both festive and eco-sensitive.
(Also, invitations in the shape of tacos. Obviously.)
Here’s to making this a reality in the next few months!! P.S. you should come
- beyond brilliant taco night print can be found here -
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It’s that time of year when the vast majority of my brain is busy thinking about sunshine, and play, and well, to be perfectly honest: tacos.
And what better excuse to eat an ungodly amount of them than to throw a party? A taco party! I’ve been dreaming this up for a little while now, and I think I’ve finally distilled it to the most critical components:
the perfect margarita - preferably pre-made (never mix, always fresh) in an easy to serve container so that someone isn’t stuck manning the bar all night
a diy taco bar - with all of the fixings for at least 3 different kinds of tacos (I’m thinking lime cilantro portobello, roasted veg with avocado cream, and grilled sweet potato with lime crema)
¡piñatas! - these tiny cactus ones are pretty perfect, even better with mexican sweets inside!
papel picado coasters - these serve as the perfect pop of color, give people a place to put their frosty beverage and can be taken home as a little favor
succulents - in recycled cans. It’s both festive and eco-sensitive.
(Also, invitations in the shape of tacos. Obviously.)
Here’s to making this a reality in the next few months!! P.S. you should come
- beyond brilliant taco night print can be found here -
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It’s that time of year when the vast majority of my brain is busy thinking about sunshine, and play, and well, to be perfectly honest: tacos.
And what better excuse to eat an ungodly amount of them than to throw a party? A taco party! I’ve been dreaming this up for a little while now, and I think I’ve finally distilled it to the most critical components:
the perfect margarita - preferably pre-made (never mix, always fresh) in an easy to serve container so that someone isn’t stuck manning the bar all night
a diy taco bar - with all of the fixings for at least 3 different kinds of tacos (I’m thinking lime cilantro portobello, roasted veg with avocado cream, and grilled sweet potato with lime crema)
¡piñatas! - these tiny cactus ones are pretty perfect, even better with mexican sweets inside!
papel picado coasters - these serve as the perfect pop of color, give people a place to put their frosty beverage and can be taken home as a little favor
succulents - in recycled cans. It’s both festive and eco-sensitive.
(Also, invitations in the shape of tacos. Obviously.)
Here’s to making this a reality in the next few months!! P.S. you should come
- beyond brilliant taco night print can be found here -
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It’s that time of year when the vast majority of my brain is busy thinking about sunshine, and play, and well, to be perfectly honest: tacos.
And what better excuse to eat an ungodly amount of them than to throw a party? A taco party! I’ve been dreaming this up for a little while now, and I think I’ve finally distilled it to the most critical components:
the perfect margarita - preferably pre-made (never mix, always fresh) in an easy to serve container so that someone isn’t stuck manning the bar all night
a diy taco bar - with all of the fixings for at least 3 different kinds of tacos (I’m thinking lime cilantro portobello, roasted veg with avocado cream, and grilled sweet potato with lime crema)
¡piñatas! - these tiny cactus ones are pretty perfect, even better with mexican sweets inside!
papel picado coasters - these serve as the perfect pop of color, give people a place to put their frosty beverage and can be taken home as a little favor
succulents - in recycled cans. It’s both festive and eco-sensitive.
(Also, invitations in the shape of tacos. Obviously.)
Here’s to making this a reality in the next few months!! P.S. you should come
- beyond brilliant taco night print can be found here -
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It’s that time of year when the vast majority of my brain is busy thinking about sunshine, and play, and well, to be perfectly honest: tacos.
And what better excuse to eat an ungodly amount of them than to throw a party? A taco party! I’ve been dreaming this up for a little while now, and I think I’ve finally distilled it to the most critical components:
the perfect margarita - preferably pre-made (never mix, always fresh) in an easy to serve container so that someone isn’t stuck manning the bar all night
a diy taco bar - with all of the fixings for at least 3 different kinds of tacos (I’m thinking lime cilantro portobello, roasted veg with avocado cream, and grilled sweet potato with lime crema)
¡piñatas! - these tiny cactus ones are pretty perfect, even better with mexican sweets inside!
papel picado coasters - these serve as the perfect pop of color, give people a place to put their frosty beverage and can be taken home as a little favor
succulents - in recycled cans. It’s both festive and eco-sensitive.
(Also, invitations in the shape of tacos. Obviously.)
Here’s to making this a reality in the next few months!! P.S. you should come
- beyond brilliant taco night print can be found here -
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It’s that time of year when the vast majority of my brain is busy thinking about sunshine, and play, and well, to be perfectly honest: tacos.

And what better excuse to eat an ungodly amount of them than to throw a party? A taco party! I’ve been dreaming this up for a little while now, and I think I’ve finally distilled it to the most critical components:

(Also, invitations in the shape of tacos. Obviously.)

Here’s to making this a reality in the next few months!! P.S. you should come

- beyond brilliant taco night print can be found here -

A few weeks ago I had the loveliest opportunity to throw a baby shower for a sweet friend of mine and her second baby boy (who is almost here!!).
I collaborated with one of her closest friends, and we dreamt up something that felt a bit like an afternoon at the farmer’s market; kraft paper, vegetable centerpieces, and a simple assortment of wood  + white enamel.
It was planned for mid-July so I felt pretty confident throwing it in a local park. I thought being surrounded by picnic tables and perhaps having a bit of a breeze would be really lovely, but as Oregon likes to remind me time and time again, weather is uncertain and it definitely doesn’t care if you have plans.
A few days out from the shower they were predicting 97 degrees, which is beyond unpleasant if you’re anywhere other than an air-conditioned room. We don’t have AC at home, so moving the location wasn’t really an option so I bought a few misters, made some watermelon “popsicles”, bought bags and bags of ice and hoped for the best.
Remember when I mentioned stress a few posts back? Yeah, this is the point that things got pretty nuts. We woke up on the morning of the shower to rain. And thunder. And lightning. The weather forecast was insistent that it would be clear by noon. And then by 1. And then by 3. Things weren’t clearing up, and at about 1pm we decided that we needed a back up plan. Hosting a party for 15 girls in a soggy park (with mostly paper decorations) didn’t seem like the best idea, but between out of town guests and a nearly full term mama we knew that the party must go on!
And then the most magical of things happened. Through some pretty bizarre circumstances, we got our hands on a huge tent and it completely saved the day. We set it up over two picnic tables, and made it work.
The results, I think, were pretty charming. The perfectionist in me had a hard time letting go of what I had originally planned but our guest of honor and all of her friends seemed to enjoy themselves, and the celebration lasted for hours and hours.
Since our mama-to-be is vegan, and can’t have gluten or cane sugar, coming up with recipes that both she and all of the guests would enjoy was a bit tricky but everyone seemed to love everything! Here’s what we came up with:
Lemon Meltaway Balls 
Honey Peanut Butter + Coconut Cookies
Fruit Salad of Berries, Nectarines + Mint
Watermelon Basil Lemonade
Water infused with Blackberries + Pineapple Sage
Macaroons + Chocolate Banana Cupcakes
During the shower the guests printed on blank bibs + onesies for baby boy with carved carrot stamps, and favors of farmhouse tea towels, seed packets and honey sticks were sent off with them when they left (they also served as a cute table decoration).
So, stress shmess. Ultimately, I’m so happy to have had the opportunity to celebrate someone I really value + love during such a special time in her life, as well as the chance to meet so many sweet, interesting women.
Congrats, Mama! We can’t wait to snuggle that baby boy of yours.
XO
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A few weeks ago I had the loveliest opportunity to throw a baby shower for a sweet friend of mine and her second baby boy (who is almost here!!).
I collaborated with one of her closest friends, and we dreamt up something that felt a bit like an afternoon at the farmer’s market; kraft paper, vegetable centerpieces, and a simple assortment of wood  + white enamel.
It was planned for mid-July so I felt pretty confident throwing it in a local park. I thought being surrounded by picnic tables and perhaps having a bit of a breeze would be really lovely, but as Oregon likes to remind me time and time again, weather is uncertain and it definitely doesn’t care if you have plans.
A few days out from the shower they were predicting 97 degrees, which is beyond unpleasant if you’re anywhere other than an air-conditioned room. We don’t have AC at home, so moving the location wasn’t really an option so I bought a few misters, made some watermelon “popsicles”, bought bags and bags of ice and hoped for the best.
Remember when I mentioned stress a few posts back? Yeah, this is the point that things got pretty nuts. We woke up on the morning of the shower to rain. And thunder. And lightning. The weather forecast was insistent that it would be clear by noon. And then by 1. And then by 3. Things weren’t clearing up, and at about 1pm we decided that we needed a back up plan. Hosting a party for 15 girls in a soggy park (with mostly paper decorations) didn’t seem like the best idea, but between out of town guests and a nearly full term mama we knew that the party must go on!
And then the most magical of things happened. Through some pretty bizarre circumstances, we got our hands on a huge tent and it completely saved the day. We set it up over two picnic tables, and made it work.
The results, I think, were pretty charming. The perfectionist in me had a hard time letting go of what I had originally planned but our guest of honor and all of her friends seemed to enjoy themselves, and the celebration lasted for hours and hours.
Since our mama-to-be is vegan, and can’t have gluten or cane sugar, coming up with recipes that both she and all of the guests would enjoy was a bit tricky but everyone seemed to love everything! Here’s what we came up with:
Lemon Meltaway Balls 
Honey Peanut Butter + Coconut Cookies
Fruit Salad of Berries, Nectarines + Mint
Watermelon Basil Lemonade
Water infused with Blackberries + Pineapple Sage
Macaroons + Chocolate Banana Cupcakes
During the shower the guests printed on blank bibs + onesies for baby boy with carved carrot stamps, and favors of farmhouse tea towels, seed packets and honey sticks were sent off with them when they left (they also served as a cute table decoration).
So, stress shmess. Ultimately, I’m so happy to have had the opportunity to celebrate someone I really value + love during such a special time in her life, as well as the chance to meet so many sweet, interesting women.
Congrats, Mama! We can’t wait to snuggle that baby boy of yours.
XO
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A few weeks ago I had the loveliest opportunity to throw a baby shower for a sweet friend of mine and her second baby boy (who is almost here!!).
I collaborated with one of her closest friends, and we dreamt up something that felt a bit like an afternoon at the farmer’s market; kraft paper, vegetable centerpieces, and a simple assortment of wood  + white enamel.
It was planned for mid-July so I felt pretty confident throwing it in a local park. I thought being surrounded by picnic tables and perhaps having a bit of a breeze would be really lovely, but as Oregon likes to remind me time and time again, weather is uncertain and it definitely doesn’t care if you have plans.
A few days out from the shower they were predicting 97 degrees, which is beyond unpleasant if you’re anywhere other than an air-conditioned room. We don’t have AC at home, so moving the location wasn’t really an option so I bought a few misters, made some watermelon “popsicles”, bought bags and bags of ice and hoped for the best.
Remember when I mentioned stress a few posts back? Yeah, this is the point that things got pretty nuts. We woke up on the morning of the shower to rain. And thunder. And lightning. The weather forecast was insistent that it would be clear by noon. And then by 1. And then by 3. Things weren’t clearing up, and at about 1pm we decided that we needed a back up plan. Hosting a party for 15 girls in a soggy park (with mostly paper decorations) didn’t seem like the best idea, but between out of town guests and a nearly full term mama we knew that the party must go on!
And then the most magical of things happened. Through some pretty bizarre circumstances, we got our hands on a huge tent and it completely saved the day. We set it up over two picnic tables, and made it work.
The results, I think, were pretty charming. The perfectionist in me had a hard time letting go of what I had originally planned but our guest of honor and all of her friends seemed to enjoy themselves, and the celebration lasted for hours and hours.
Since our mama-to-be is vegan, and can’t have gluten or cane sugar, coming up with recipes that both she and all of the guests would enjoy was a bit tricky but everyone seemed to love everything! Here’s what we came up with:
Lemon Meltaway Balls 
Honey Peanut Butter + Coconut Cookies
Fruit Salad of Berries, Nectarines + Mint
Watermelon Basil Lemonade
Water infused with Blackberries + Pineapple Sage
Macaroons + Chocolate Banana Cupcakes
During the shower the guests printed on blank bibs + onesies for baby boy with carved carrot stamps, and favors of farmhouse tea towels, seed packets and honey sticks were sent off with them when they left (they also served as a cute table decoration).
So, stress shmess. Ultimately, I’m so happy to have had the opportunity to celebrate someone I really value + love during such a special time in her life, as well as the chance to meet so many sweet, interesting women.
Congrats, Mama! We can’t wait to snuggle that baby boy of yours.
XO
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A few weeks ago I had the loveliest opportunity to throw a baby shower for a sweet friend of mine and her second baby boy (who is almost here!!).
I collaborated with one of her closest friends, and we dreamt up something that felt a bit like an afternoon at the farmer’s market; kraft paper, vegetable centerpieces, and a simple assortment of wood  + white enamel.
It was planned for mid-July so I felt pretty confident throwing it in a local park. I thought being surrounded by picnic tables and perhaps having a bit of a breeze would be really lovely, but as Oregon likes to remind me time and time again, weather is uncertain and it definitely doesn’t care if you have plans.
A few days out from the shower they were predicting 97 degrees, which is beyond unpleasant if you’re anywhere other than an air-conditioned room. We don’t have AC at home, so moving the location wasn’t really an option so I bought a few misters, made some watermelon “popsicles”, bought bags and bags of ice and hoped for the best.
Remember when I mentioned stress a few posts back? Yeah, this is the point that things got pretty nuts. We woke up on the morning of the shower to rain. And thunder. And lightning. The weather forecast was insistent that it would be clear by noon. And then by 1. And then by 3. Things weren’t clearing up, and at about 1pm we decided that we needed a back up plan. Hosting a party for 15 girls in a soggy park (with mostly paper decorations) didn’t seem like the best idea, but between out of town guests and a nearly full term mama we knew that the party must go on!
And then the most magical of things happened. Through some pretty bizarre circumstances, we got our hands on a huge tent and it completely saved the day. We set it up over two picnic tables, and made it work.
The results, I think, were pretty charming. The perfectionist in me had a hard time letting go of what I had originally planned but our guest of honor and all of her friends seemed to enjoy themselves, and the celebration lasted for hours and hours.
Since our mama-to-be is vegan, and can’t have gluten or cane sugar, coming up with recipes that both she and all of the guests would enjoy was a bit tricky but everyone seemed to love everything! Here’s what we came up with:
Lemon Meltaway Balls 
Honey Peanut Butter + Coconut Cookies
Fruit Salad of Berries, Nectarines + Mint
Watermelon Basil Lemonade
Water infused with Blackberries + Pineapple Sage
Macaroons + Chocolate Banana Cupcakes
During the shower the guests printed on blank bibs + onesies for baby boy with carved carrot stamps, and favors of farmhouse tea towels, seed packets and honey sticks were sent off with them when they left (they also served as a cute table decoration).
So, stress shmess. Ultimately, I’m so happy to have had the opportunity to celebrate someone I really value + love during such a special time in her life, as well as the chance to meet so many sweet, interesting women.
Congrats, Mama! We can’t wait to snuggle that baby boy of yours.
XO
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A few weeks ago I had the loveliest opportunity to throw a baby shower for a sweet friend of mine and her second baby boy (who is almost here!!).
I collaborated with one of her closest friends, and we dreamt up something that felt a bit like an afternoon at the farmer’s market; kraft paper, vegetable centerpieces, and a simple assortment of wood  + white enamel.
It was planned for mid-July so I felt pretty confident throwing it in a local park. I thought being surrounded by picnic tables and perhaps having a bit of a breeze would be really lovely, but as Oregon likes to remind me time and time again, weather is uncertain and it definitely doesn’t care if you have plans.
A few days out from the shower they were predicting 97 degrees, which is beyond unpleasant if you’re anywhere other than an air-conditioned room. We don’t have AC at home, so moving the location wasn’t really an option so I bought a few misters, made some watermelon “popsicles”, bought bags and bags of ice and hoped for the best.
Remember when I mentioned stress a few posts back? Yeah, this is the point that things got pretty nuts. We woke up on the morning of the shower to rain. And thunder. And lightning. The weather forecast was insistent that it would be clear by noon. And then by 1. And then by 3. Things weren’t clearing up, and at about 1pm we decided that we needed a back up plan. Hosting a party for 15 girls in a soggy park (with mostly paper decorations) didn’t seem like the best idea, but between out of town guests and a nearly full term mama we knew that the party must go on!
And then the most magical of things happened. Through some pretty bizarre circumstances, we got our hands on a huge tent and it completely saved the day. We set it up over two picnic tables, and made it work.
The results, I think, were pretty charming. The perfectionist in me had a hard time letting go of what I had originally planned but our guest of honor and all of her friends seemed to enjoy themselves, and the celebration lasted for hours and hours.
Since our mama-to-be is vegan, and can’t have gluten or cane sugar, coming up with recipes that both she and all of the guests would enjoy was a bit tricky but everyone seemed to love everything! Here’s what we came up with:
Lemon Meltaway Balls 
Honey Peanut Butter + Coconut Cookies
Fruit Salad of Berries, Nectarines + Mint
Watermelon Basil Lemonade
Water infused with Blackberries + Pineapple Sage
Macaroons + Chocolate Banana Cupcakes
During the shower the guests printed on blank bibs + onesies for baby boy with carved carrot stamps, and favors of farmhouse tea towels, seed packets and honey sticks were sent off with them when they left (they also served as a cute table decoration).
So, stress shmess. Ultimately, I’m so happy to have had the opportunity to celebrate someone I really value + love during such a special time in her life, as well as the chance to meet so many sweet, interesting women.
Congrats, Mama! We can’t wait to snuggle that baby boy of yours.
XO
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A few weeks ago I had the loveliest opportunity to throw a baby shower for a sweet friend of mine and her second baby boy (who is almost here!!).
I collaborated with one of her closest friends, and we dreamt up something that felt a bit like an afternoon at the farmer’s market; kraft paper, vegetable centerpieces, and a simple assortment of wood  + white enamel.
It was planned for mid-July so I felt pretty confident throwing it in a local park. I thought being surrounded by picnic tables and perhaps having a bit of a breeze would be really lovely, but as Oregon likes to remind me time and time again, weather is uncertain and it definitely doesn’t care if you have plans.
A few days out from the shower they were predicting 97 degrees, which is beyond unpleasant if you’re anywhere other than an air-conditioned room. We don’t have AC at home, so moving the location wasn’t really an option so I bought a few misters, made some watermelon “popsicles”, bought bags and bags of ice and hoped for the best.
Remember when I mentioned stress a few posts back? Yeah, this is the point that things got pretty nuts. We woke up on the morning of the shower to rain. And thunder. And lightning. The weather forecast was insistent that it would be clear by noon. And then by 1. And then by 3. Things weren’t clearing up, and at about 1pm we decided that we needed a back up plan. Hosting a party for 15 girls in a soggy park (with mostly paper decorations) didn’t seem like the best idea, but between out of town guests and a nearly full term mama we knew that the party must go on!
And then the most magical of things happened. Through some pretty bizarre circumstances, we got our hands on a huge tent and it completely saved the day. We set it up over two picnic tables, and made it work.
The results, I think, were pretty charming. The perfectionist in me had a hard time letting go of what I had originally planned but our guest of honor and all of her friends seemed to enjoy themselves, and the celebration lasted for hours and hours.
Since our mama-to-be is vegan, and can’t have gluten or cane sugar, coming up with recipes that both she and all of the guests would enjoy was a bit tricky but everyone seemed to love everything! Here’s what we came up with:
Lemon Meltaway Balls 
Honey Peanut Butter + Coconut Cookies
Fruit Salad of Berries, Nectarines + Mint
Watermelon Basil Lemonade
Water infused with Blackberries + Pineapple Sage
Macaroons + Chocolate Banana Cupcakes
During the shower the guests printed on blank bibs + onesies for baby boy with carved carrot stamps, and favors of farmhouse tea towels, seed packets and honey sticks were sent off with them when they left (they also served as a cute table decoration).
So, stress shmess. Ultimately, I’m so happy to have had the opportunity to celebrate someone I really value + love during such a special time in her life, as well as the chance to meet so many sweet, interesting women.
Congrats, Mama! We can’t wait to snuggle that baby boy of yours.
XO
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A few weeks ago I had the loveliest opportunity to throw a baby shower for a sweet friend of mine and her second baby boy (who is almost here!!).
I collaborated with one of her closest friends, and we dreamt up something that felt a bit like an afternoon at the farmer’s market; kraft paper, vegetable centerpieces, and a simple assortment of wood  + white enamel.
It was planned for mid-July so I felt pretty confident throwing it in a local park. I thought being surrounded by picnic tables and perhaps having a bit of a breeze would be really lovely, but as Oregon likes to remind me time and time again, weather is uncertain and it definitely doesn’t care if you have plans.
A few days out from the shower they were predicting 97 degrees, which is beyond unpleasant if you’re anywhere other than an air-conditioned room. We don’t have AC at home, so moving the location wasn’t really an option so I bought a few misters, made some watermelon “popsicles”, bought bags and bags of ice and hoped for the best.
Remember when I mentioned stress a few posts back? Yeah, this is the point that things got pretty nuts. We woke up on the morning of the shower to rain. And thunder. And lightning. The weather forecast was insistent that it would be clear by noon. And then by 1. And then by 3. Things weren’t clearing up, and at about 1pm we decided that we needed a back up plan. Hosting a party for 15 girls in a soggy park (with mostly paper decorations) didn’t seem like the best idea, but between out of town guests and a nearly full term mama we knew that the party must go on!
And then the most magical of things happened. Through some pretty bizarre circumstances, we got our hands on a huge tent and it completely saved the day. We set it up over two picnic tables, and made it work.
The results, I think, were pretty charming. The perfectionist in me had a hard time letting go of what I had originally planned but our guest of honor and all of her friends seemed to enjoy themselves, and the celebration lasted for hours and hours.
Since our mama-to-be is vegan, and can’t have gluten or cane sugar, coming up with recipes that both she and all of the guests would enjoy was a bit tricky but everyone seemed to love everything! Here’s what we came up with:
Lemon Meltaway Balls 
Honey Peanut Butter + Coconut Cookies
Fruit Salad of Berries, Nectarines + Mint
Watermelon Basil Lemonade
Water infused with Blackberries + Pineapple Sage
Macaroons + Chocolate Banana Cupcakes
During the shower the guests printed on blank bibs + onesies for baby boy with carved carrot stamps, and favors of farmhouse tea towels, seed packets and honey sticks were sent off with them when they left (they also served as a cute table decoration).
So, stress shmess. Ultimately, I’m so happy to have had the opportunity to celebrate someone I really value + love during such a special time in her life, as well as the chance to meet so many sweet, interesting women.
Congrats, Mama! We can’t wait to snuggle that baby boy of yours.
XO
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A few weeks ago I had the loveliest opportunity to throw a baby shower for a sweet friend of mine and her second baby boy (who is almost here!!).
I collaborated with one of her closest friends, and we dreamt up something that felt a bit like an afternoon at the farmer’s market; kraft paper, vegetable centerpieces, and a simple assortment of wood  + white enamel.
It was planned for mid-July so I felt pretty confident throwing it in a local park. I thought being surrounded by picnic tables and perhaps having a bit of a breeze would be really lovely, but as Oregon likes to remind me time and time again, weather is uncertain and it definitely doesn’t care if you have plans.
A few days out from the shower they were predicting 97 degrees, which is beyond unpleasant if you’re anywhere other than an air-conditioned room. We don’t have AC at home, so moving the location wasn’t really an option so I bought a few misters, made some watermelon “popsicles”, bought bags and bags of ice and hoped for the best.
Remember when I mentioned stress a few posts back? Yeah, this is the point that things got pretty nuts. We woke up on the morning of the shower to rain. And thunder. And lightning. The weather forecast was insistent that it would be clear by noon. And then by 1. And then by 3. Things weren’t clearing up, and at about 1pm we decided that we needed a back up plan. Hosting a party for 15 girls in a soggy park (with mostly paper decorations) didn’t seem like the best idea, but between out of town guests and a nearly full term mama we knew that the party must go on!
And then the most magical of things happened. Through some pretty bizarre circumstances, we got our hands on a huge tent and it completely saved the day. We set it up over two picnic tables, and made it work.
The results, I think, were pretty charming. The perfectionist in me had a hard time letting go of what I had originally planned but our guest of honor and all of her friends seemed to enjoy themselves, and the celebration lasted for hours and hours.
Since our mama-to-be is vegan, and can’t have gluten or cane sugar, coming up with recipes that both she and all of the guests would enjoy was a bit tricky but everyone seemed to love everything! Here’s what we came up with:
Lemon Meltaway Balls 
Honey Peanut Butter + Coconut Cookies
Fruit Salad of Berries, Nectarines + Mint
Watermelon Basil Lemonade
Water infused with Blackberries + Pineapple Sage
Macaroons + Chocolate Banana Cupcakes
During the shower the guests printed on blank bibs + onesies for baby boy with carved carrot stamps, and favors of farmhouse tea towels, seed packets and honey sticks were sent off with them when they left (they also served as a cute table decoration).
So, stress shmess. Ultimately, I’m so happy to have had the opportunity to celebrate someone I really value + love during such a special time in her life, as well as the chance to meet so many sweet, interesting women.
Congrats, Mama! We can’t wait to snuggle that baby boy of yours.
XO
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A few weeks ago I had the loveliest opportunity to throw a baby shower for a sweet friend of mine and her second baby boy (who is almost here!!).
I collaborated with one of her closest friends, and we dreamt up something that felt a bit like an afternoon at the farmer’s market; kraft paper, vegetable centerpieces, and a simple assortment of wood  + white enamel.
It was planned for mid-July so I felt pretty confident throwing it in a local park. I thought being surrounded by picnic tables and perhaps having a bit of a breeze would be really lovely, but as Oregon likes to remind me time and time again, weather is uncertain and it definitely doesn’t care if you have plans.
A few days out from the shower they were predicting 97 degrees, which is beyond unpleasant if you’re anywhere other than an air-conditioned room. We don’t have AC at home, so moving the location wasn’t really an option so I bought a few misters, made some watermelon “popsicles”, bought bags and bags of ice and hoped for the best.
Remember when I mentioned stress a few posts back? Yeah, this is the point that things got pretty nuts. We woke up on the morning of the shower to rain. And thunder. And lightning. The weather forecast was insistent that it would be clear by noon. And then by 1. And then by 3. Things weren’t clearing up, and at about 1pm we decided that we needed a back up plan. Hosting a party for 15 girls in a soggy park (with mostly paper decorations) didn’t seem like the best idea, but between out of town guests and a nearly full term mama we knew that the party must go on!
And then the most magical of things happened. Through some pretty bizarre circumstances, we got our hands on a huge tent and it completely saved the day. We set it up over two picnic tables, and made it work.
The results, I think, were pretty charming. The perfectionist in me had a hard time letting go of what I had originally planned but our guest of honor and all of her friends seemed to enjoy themselves, and the celebration lasted for hours and hours.
Since our mama-to-be is vegan, and can’t have gluten or cane sugar, coming up with recipes that both she and all of the guests would enjoy was a bit tricky but everyone seemed to love everything! Here’s what we came up with:
Lemon Meltaway Balls 
Honey Peanut Butter + Coconut Cookies
Fruit Salad of Berries, Nectarines + Mint
Watermelon Basil Lemonade
Water infused with Blackberries + Pineapple Sage
Macaroons + Chocolate Banana Cupcakes
During the shower the guests printed on blank bibs + onesies for baby boy with carved carrot stamps, and favors of farmhouse tea towels, seed packets and honey sticks were sent off with them when they left (they also served as a cute table decoration).
So, stress shmess. Ultimately, I’m so happy to have had the opportunity to celebrate someone I really value + love during such a special time in her life, as well as the chance to meet so many sweet, interesting women.
Congrats, Mama! We can’t wait to snuggle that baby boy of yours.
XO
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A few weeks ago I had the loveliest opportunity to throw a baby shower for a sweet friend of mine and her second baby boy (who is almost here!!).

I collaborated with one of her closest friends, and we dreamt up something that felt a bit like an afternoon at the farmer’s market; kraft paper, vegetable centerpieces, and a simple assortment of wood  + white enamel.

It was planned for mid-July so I felt pretty confident throwing it in a local park. I thought being surrounded by picnic tables and perhaps having a bit of a breeze would be really lovely, but as Oregon likes to remind me time and time again, weather is uncertain and it definitely doesn’t care if you have plans.

A few days out from the shower they were predicting 97 degrees, which is beyond unpleasant if you’re anywhere other than an air-conditioned room. We don’t have AC at home, so moving the location wasn’t really an option so I bought a few misters, made some watermelon “popsicles”, bought bags and bags of ice and hoped for the best.

Remember when I mentioned stress a few posts back? Yeah, this is the point that things got pretty nuts. We woke up on the morning of the shower to rain. And thunder. And lightning. The weather forecast was insistent that it would be clear by noon. And then by 1. And then by 3. Things weren’t clearing up, and at about 1pm we decided that we needed a back up plan. Hosting a party for 15 girls in a soggy park (with mostly paper decorations) didn’t seem like the best idea, but between out of town guests and a nearly full term mama we knew that the party must go on!

And then the most magical of things happened. Through some pretty bizarre circumstances, we got our hands on a huge tent and it completely saved the day. We set it up over two picnic tables, and made it work.

The results, I think, were pretty charming. The perfectionist in me had a hard time letting go of what I had originally planned but our guest of honor and all of her friends seemed to enjoy themselves, and the celebration lasted for hours and hours.

Since our mama-to-be is vegan, and can’t have gluten or cane sugar, coming up with recipes that both she and all of the guests would enjoy was a bit tricky but everyone seemed to love everything! Here’s what we came up with:

During the shower the guests printed on blank bibs + onesies for baby boy with carved carrot stamps, and favors of farmhouse tea towels, seed packets and honey sticks were sent off with them when they left (they also served as a cute table decoration).

So, stress shmess. Ultimately, I’m so happy to have had the opportunity to celebrate someone I really value + love during such a special time in her life, as well as the chance to meet so many sweet, interesting women.

Congrats, Mama! We can’t wait to snuggle that baby boy of yours.

XO

I’ve had the beginnings of this blog post sitting in my “draft” folder for at least a month. I think there’s something inherently terrifying about writing about myself, and my thoughts. It’s vulnerable in a way that posting a recipe can’t ever be. 
Last month, as a bit of an early birthday present, we went and saw The Mountain Goats (one of my very favorite bands) live. I’d never seen them before, and to be honest hadn’t really been listening to a lot of their music recently. But to me, they’ll always be important as they served as the soundtrack to the first few years of my relationship with Nick; the perfect blend of our two tastes in music: catchy melodies but with really truthful, gritty (and often humorous) lyrics.
Midway through the set they played a song about high school called "You were cool", which I hadn’t heard in a long time as it was never released on an album. It gave me goosebumps to hear it again, and the unshakable feeling that I should listen very closely to the lyrics, and internalize them.
Truth is, I’ve been thinking a lot about high school recently. Probably because this summer marks the 10 year anniversary of my graduation. And while thinking about the past can be pretty pointless, I also find it really helpful to look back every once in a while to better see my trajectory, and hopefully gain a little perspective about where I’ve come from, so to speak.
In particular, I’ve been spending a lot of time thinking about this notion that we never really see ourselves like others see us. And if we did, most of us would probably think we were pretty great. Right after I graduated from high school, I ran into the son of one of my parent’s friends at a coffee shop. We didn’t really know each other, but he said something to me that I still remember and think about; he said “my friends and I always thought you were so cool” (spoiler: we became friends, and though we live in different cities he’s still someone I admire a ridiculous amount).
The irony, of course, being that in no way did I feel so cool in high school. I kept mostly to myself, spent hours upon hours in the printmaking classroom (surprise!) and was pretty socially awkward. But there’s something so valuable about hearing things like that, and the exercise of trying to see oneself objectively.
I bet most people in high school were admired by someone they didn’t realize, maybe even someone they didn’t know at all. It’s too bad that we often hear these affirmations a bit too late (“oh man, I had such a crush on you back then”) or not at all.
And then of course, it all comes full circle. Nothing has changed in that regard. Even as adults, though we’ve mostly transcended our most graceless years and hopefully have some semblance of who we are or at least who we strive to be, we’re unable to fully appreciate just how far we’ve really come, just how great we really are. We’re unable to see that there must be people out there who think we’re talented, or intelligent, or funny. Or valuable and worthy of admiration in a million other ways.
Looking back, I’m quite proud of who I was in high school. I was unapologetically myself from a really young age, and I think that’s unusual and brave. I’m sure most people thought I was pretty strange (and possibly intimidating) but there are far worse things to be. And today, I don’t think a ton has changed. I’ve become more at ease with the idea of living life on my own terms; things get easier with time.
For me, the moral of this story is to listen. 
listen when people email my business to tell me they love the things that I make.
listen when friends/family tell me that they want to spend time with me, that I am worthy of their time.
listen when my boss tells me she is grateful for the work I pour so much of myself into.
listen when a stranger compliments me out of the blue.
They are all trying to tell me something I’ve never really allowed myself to hear (but desperately wanted to); they’re all saying “girl, you are cooler than you know”. And I don’t want to realize this in 10 years, I want to realize this now.
I’m listening.
XO
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I’ve had the beginnings of this blog post sitting in my “draft” folder for at least a month. I think there’s something inherently terrifying about writing about myself, and my thoughts. It’s vulnerable in a way that posting a recipe can’t ever be. 
Last month, as a bit of an early birthday present, we went and saw The Mountain Goats (one of my very favorite bands) live. I’d never seen them before, and to be honest hadn’t really been listening to a lot of their music recently. But to me, they’ll always be important as they served as the soundtrack to the first few years of my relationship with Nick; the perfect blend of our two tastes in music: catchy melodies but with really truthful, gritty (and often humorous) lyrics.
Midway through the set they played a song about high school called "You were cool", which I hadn’t heard in a long time as it was never released on an album. It gave me goosebumps to hear it again, and the unshakable feeling that I should listen very closely to the lyrics, and internalize them.
Truth is, I’ve been thinking a lot about high school recently. Probably because this summer marks the 10 year anniversary of my graduation. And while thinking about the past can be pretty pointless, I also find it really helpful to look back every once in a while to better see my trajectory, and hopefully gain a little perspective about where I’ve come from, so to speak.
In particular, I’ve been spending a lot of time thinking about this notion that we never really see ourselves like others see us. And if we did, most of us would probably think we were pretty great. Right after I graduated from high school, I ran into the son of one of my parent’s friends at a coffee shop. We didn’t really know each other, but he said something to me that I still remember and think about; he said “my friends and I always thought you were so cool” (spoiler: we became friends, and though we live in different cities he’s still someone I admire a ridiculous amount).
The irony, of course, being that in no way did I feel so cool in high school. I kept mostly to myself, spent hours upon hours in the printmaking classroom (surprise!) and was pretty socially awkward. But there’s something so valuable about hearing things like that, and the exercise of trying to see oneself objectively.
I bet most people in high school were admired by someone they didn’t realize, maybe even someone they didn’t know at all. It’s too bad that we often hear these affirmations a bit too late (“oh man, I had such a crush on you back then”) or not at all.
And then of course, it all comes full circle. Nothing has changed in that regard. Even as adults, though we’ve mostly transcended our most graceless years and hopefully have some semblance of who we are or at least who we strive to be, we’re unable to fully appreciate just how far we’ve really come, just how great we really are. We’re unable to see that there must be people out there who think we’re talented, or intelligent, or funny. Or valuable and worthy of admiration in a million other ways.
Looking back, I’m quite proud of who I was in high school. I was unapologetically myself from a really young age, and I think that’s unusual and brave. I’m sure most people thought I was pretty strange (and possibly intimidating) but there are far worse things to be. And today, I don’t think a ton has changed. I’ve become more at ease with the idea of living life on my own terms; things get easier with time.
For me, the moral of this story is to listen. 
listen when people email my business to tell me they love the things that I make.
listen when friends/family tell me that they want to spend time with me, that I am worthy of their time.
listen when my boss tells me she is grateful for the work I pour so much of myself into.
listen when a stranger compliments me out of the blue.
They are all trying to tell me something I’ve never really allowed myself to hear (but desperately wanted to); they’re all saying “girl, you are cooler than you know”. And I don’t want to realize this in 10 years, I want to realize this now.
I’m listening.
XO
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I’ve had the beginnings of this blog post sitting in my “draft” folder for at least a month. I think there’s something inherently terrifying about writing about myself, and my thoughts. It’s vulnerable in a way that posting a recipe can’t ever be. 

Last month, as a bit of an early birthday present, we went and saw The Mountain Goats (one of my very favorite bands) live. I’d never seen them before, and to be honest hadn’t really been listening to a lot of their music recently. But to me, they’ll always be important as they served as the soundtrack to the first few years of my relationship with Nick; the perfect blend of our two tastes in music: catchy melodies but with really truthful, gritty (and often humorous) lyrics.

Midway through the set they played a song about high school called "You were cool", which I hadn’t heard in a long time as it was never released on an album. It gave me goosebumps to hear it again, and the unshakable feeling that I should listen very closely to the lyrics, and internalize them.

Truth is, I’ve been thinking a lot about high school recently. Probably because this summer marks the 10 year anniversary of my graduation. And while thinking about the past can be pretty pointless, I also find it really helpful to look back every once in a while to better see my trajectory, and hopefully gain a little perspective about where I’ve come from, so to speak.

In particular, I’ve been spending a lot of time thinking about this notion that we never really see ourselves like others see us. And if we did, most of us would probably think we were pretty great. Right after I graduated from high school, I ran into the son of one of my parent’s friends at a coffee shop. We didn’t really know each other, but he said something to me that I still remember and think about; he said “my friends and I always thought you were so cool” (spoiler: we became friends, and though we live in different cities he’s still someone I admire a ridiculous amount).

The irony, of course, being that in no way did I feel so cool in high school. I kept mostly to myself, spent hours upon hours in the printmaking classroom (surprise!) and was pretty socially awkward. But there’s something so valuable about hearing things like that, and the exercise of trying to see oneself objectively.

I bet most people in high school were admired by someone they didn’t realize, maybe even someone they didn’t know at all. It’s too bad that we often hear these affirmations a bit too late (“oh man, I had such a crush on you back then”) or not at all.

And then of course, it all comes full circle. Nothing has changed in that regard. Even as adults, though we’ve mostly transcended our most graceless years and hopefully have some semblance of who we are or at least who we strive to be, we’re unable to fully appreciate just how far we’ve really come, just how great we really are. We’re unable to see that there must be people out there who think we’re talented, or intelligent, or funny. Or valuable and worthy of admiration in a million other ways.

Looking back, I’m quite proud of who I was in high school. I was unapologetically myself from a really young age, and I think that’s unusual and brave. I’m sure most people thought I was pretty strange (and possibly intimidating) but there are far worse things to be. And today, I don’t think a ton has changed. I’ve become more at ease with the idea of living life on my own terms; things get easier with time.

For me, the moral of this story is to listen. 

listen when people email my business to tell me they love the things that I make.

listen when friends/family tell me that they want to spend time with me, that I am worthy of their time.

listen when my boss tells me she is grateful for the work I pour so much of myself into.

listen when a stranger compliments me out of the blue.

They are all trying to tell me something I’ve never really allowed myself to hear (but desperately wanted to); they’re all saying “girl, you are cooler than you know”. And I don’t want to realize this in 10 years, I want to realize this now.

I’m listening.

XO

Without giving too much away (not to be vague, just because I’ll be posting more about it soon), this past week has been chock full of all sorts of things I couldn’t control. So, in other words, stress. And lots of it. 
And when this girl is stressed, there’s really only one solution (other than tequila) and it’s a bath. It’s the way I’ve coped with worry, and fatigue, and heartbreak for as long as I can remember. I’m pretty sure a good laugh and a hot bath are the two best cures for anything.
Regardless of all of the obvious emotionally restorative benefits of taking time for oneself in a world full of expectations and obligations, there are also some pretty practical reasons to soak;  lying down in a warm bath with water circulating around your body gives it a much needed break from the constant pull of gravity. 
A few weeks ago I decided that the nightly bath needed a little boost (printing, weight training and stress takes it’s toll), so I came up with a really simple recipe for bath salts made exclusively with ingredients I had around the house. And as a friend mentioned last night, it’s also the season of trauma- with everyone (at least in Portland) out hiking, and sporting, and adventuring. So I think this might just be the perfect answer to everyone’s sore, tired muscles.

H E A L I N G   B A T H   S A L T S
You’ll need:
4 cups epsom salts
20 drops lemon essential oil (it’s both calming + anti-inflammatory)
35 drops trauma oil
Thoroughly mix all ingredients together and store in an airtight jar. I borrowed a tiny little scoop from an old container of laundry detergent that I keep in there, but you could easily sprinkle it into the tub with your hands. Use liberally in the bath.

Here’s to de-compressing + detoxifying.
XO
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Without giving too much away (not to be vague, just because I’ll be posting more about it soon), this past week has been chock full of all sorts of things I couldn’t control. So, in other words, stress. And lots of it. 
And when this girl is stressed, there’s really only one solution (other than tequila) and it’s a bath. It’s the way I’ve coped with worry, and fatigue, and heartbreak for as long as I can remember. I’m pretty sure a good laugh and a hot bath are the two best cures for anything.
Regardless of all of the obvious emotionally restorative benefits of taking time for oneself in a world full of expectations and obligations, there are also some pretty practical reasons to soak;  lying down in a warm bath with water circulating around your body gives it a much needed break from the constant pull of gravity. 
A few weeks ago I decided that the nightly bath needed a little boost (printing, weight training and stress takes it’s toll), so I came up with a really simple recipe for bath salts made exclusively with ingredients I had around the house. And as a friend mentioned last night, it’s also the season of trauma- with everyone (at least in Portland) out hiking, and sporting, and adventuring. So I think this might just be the perfect answer to everyone’s sore, tired muscles.

H E A L I N G   B A T H   S A L T S
You’ll need:
4 cups epsom salts
20 drops lemon essential oil (it’s both calming + anti-inflammatory)
35 drops trauma oil
Thoroughly mix all ingredients together and store in an airtight jar. I borrowed a tiny little scoop from an old container of laundry detergent that I keep in there, but you could easily sprinkle it into the tub with your hands. Use liberally in the bath.

Here’s to de-compressing + detoxifying.
XO
ZoomInfo

Without giving too much away (not to be vague, just because I’ll be posting more about it soon), this past week has been chock full of all sorts of things I couldn’t control. So, in other words, stress. And lots of it. 

And when this girl is stressed, there’s really only one solution (other than tequila) and it’s a bath. It’s the way I’ve coped with worry, and fatigue, and heartbreak for as long as I can remember. I’m pretty sure a good laugh and a hot bath are the two best cures for anything.

Regardless of all of the obvious emotionally restorative benefits of taking time for oneself in a world full of expectations and obligations, there are also some pretty practical reasons to soak;  lying down in a warm bath with water circulating around your body gives it a much needed break from the constant pull of gravity. 

A few weeks ago I decided that the nightly bath needed a little boost (printing, weight training and stress takes it’s toll), so I came up with a really simple recipe for bath salts made exclusively with ingredients I had around the house. And as a friend mentioned last night, it’s also the season of trauma- with everyone (at least in Portland) out hiking, and sporting, and adventuring. So I think this might just be the perfect answer to everyone’s sore, tired muscles.

H E A L I N G   B A T H   S A L T S

You’ll need:

Thoroughly mix all ingredients together and store in an airtight jar. I borrowed a tiny little scoop from an old container of laundry detergent that I keep in there, but you could easily sprinkle it into the tub with your hands. Use liberally in the bath.

Here’s to de-compressing + detoxifying.

XO

Every once in a while I have a daydream about opening up a sweet little shop nearby. I imagine a sunlit white space filled with beautiful + functional things. I’ve developed quite an obsession with the notion (which Japan and most of Europe seemed to have figured out a while ago) that everything in one’s home should and can be well-made and beautiful. 
In America, we tend to spend money on big ticket items like dining room tables or TVs. And with what little money is left,  we run over to the big box store and buy ugly plastic stuff. And then, inevitably, we want to hide it away because it’s bright blue, and poorly designed, and painful to look at.
But what if all of those utilitarian items that we use everyday we’re really aesthetically pleasing? What if they were made well enough that you could have them for decades? Sure, they’d cost a little bit more up front but you wouldn’t have to hide them away. Hell, you could have them out on full display and people would be like “that fly swatter hanging on your wall is SO charming”- I’m serious, I actually own that fly swatter. It’s entirely charming.
So anyway, I think a little storefront is a far off dream. But I do endeavor to fill my house with products that are made ethically, that function well (this cannot be overlooked) and that are easy on the eyes. As this eco-friendly, made-in-america trend continues to rise there are more and more of these items out there- you’ll even find surprisingly lovely things at your local hardware store.
Here are a few of my favorites:
{clockwise from top left: leather fly swatter, weck jar, dust pan + brush, screwdriver set}
XO
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Every once in a while I have a daydream about opening up a sweet little shop nearby. I imagine a sunlit white space filled with beautiful + functional things. I’ve developed quite an obsession with the notion (which Japan and most of Europe seemed to have figured out a while ago) that everything in one’s home should and can be well-made and beautiful. 
In America, we tend to spend money on big ticket items like dining room tables or TVs. And with what little money is left,  we run over to the big box store and buy ugly plastic stuff. And then, inevitably, we want to hide it away because it’s bright blue, and poorly designed, and painful to look at.
But what if all of those utilitarian items that we use everyday we’re really aesthetically pleasing? What if they were made well enough that you could have them for decades? Sure, they’d cost a little bit more up front but you wouldn’t have to hide them away. Hell, you could have them out on full display and people would be like “that fly swatter hanging on your wall is SO charming”- I’m serious, I actually own that fly swatter. It’s entirely charming.
So anyway, I think a little storefront is a far off dream. But I do endeavor to fill my house with products that are made ethically, that function well (this cannot be overlooked) and that are easy on the eyes. As this eco-friendly, made-in-america trend continues to rise there are more and more of these items out there- you’ll even find surprisingly lovely things at your local hardware store.
Here are a few of my favorites:
{clockwise from top left: leather fly swatter, weck jar, dust pan + brush, screwdriver set}
XO
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Every once in a while I have a daydream about opening up a sweet little shop nearby. I imagine a sunlit white space filled with beautiful + functional things. I’ve developed quite an obsession with the notion (which Japan and most of Europe seemed to have figured out a while ago) that everything in one’s home should and can be well-made and beautiful. 
In America, we tend to spend money on big ticket items like dining room tables or TVs. And with what little money is left,  we run over to the big box store and buy ugly plastic stuff. And then, inevitably, we want to hide it away because it’s bright blue, and poorly designed, and painful to look at.
But what if all of those utilitarian items that we use everyday we’re really aesthetically pleasing? What if they were made well enough that you could have them for decades? Sure, they’d cost a little bit more up front but you wouldn’t have to hide them away. Hell, you could have them out on full display and people would be like “that fly swatter hanging on your wall is SO charming”- I’m serious, I actually own that fly swatter. It’s entirely charming.
So anyway, I think a little storefront is a far off dream. But I do endeavor to fill my house with products that are made ethically, that function well (this cannot be overlooked) and that are easy on the eyes. As this eco-friendly, made-in-america trend continues to rise there are more and more of these items out there- you’ll even find surprisingly lovely things at your local hardware store.
Here are a few of my favorites:
{clockwise from top left: leather fly swatter, weck jar, dust pan + brush, screwdriver set}
XO
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Every once in a while I have a daydream about opening up a sweet little shop nearby. I imagine a sunlit white space filled with beautiful + functional things. I’ve developed quite an obsession with the notion (which Japan and most of Europe seemed to have figured out a while ago) that everything in one’s home should and can be well-made and beautiful. 
In America, we tend to spend money on big ticket items like dining room tables or TVs. And with what little money is left,  we run over to the big box store and buy ugly plastic stuff. And then, inevitably, we want to hide it away because it’s bright blue, and poorly designed, and painful to look at.
But what if all of those utilitarian items that we use everyday we’re really aesthetically pleasing? What if they were made well enough that you could have them for decades? Sure, they’d cost a little bit more up front but you wouldn’t have to hide them away. Hell, you could have them out on full display and people would be like “that fly swatter hanging on your wall is SO charming”- I’m serious, I actually own that fly swatter. It’s entirely charming.
So anyway, I think a little storefront is a far off dream. But I do endeavor to fill my house with products that are made ethically, that function well (this cannot be overlooked) and that are easy on the eyes. As this eco-friendly, made-in-america trend continues to rise there are more and more of these items out there- you’ll even find surprisingly lovely things at your local hardware store.
Here are a few of my favorites:
{clockwise from top left: leather fly swatter, weck jar, dust pan + brush, screwdriver set}
XO
ZoomInfo

Every once in a while I have a daydream about opening up a sweet little shop nearby. I imagine a sunlit white space filled with beautiful + functional things. I’ve developed quite an obsession with the notion (which Japan and most of Europe seemed to have figured out a while ago) that everything in one’s home should and can be well-made and beautiful. 

In America, we tend to spend money on big ticket items like dining room tables or TVs. And with what little money is left,  we run over to the big box store and buy ugly plastic stuff. And then, inevitably, we want to hide it away because it’s bright blue, and poorly designed, and painful to look at.

But what if all of those utilitarian items that we use everyday we’re really aesthetically pleasing? What if they were made well enough that you could have them for decades? Sure, they’d cost a little bit more up front but you wouldn’t have to hide them away. Hell, you could have them out on full display and people would be like “that fly swatter hanging on your wall is SO charming”- I’m serious, I actually own that fly swatter. It’s entirely charming.

So anyway, I think a little storefront is a far off dream. But I do endeavor to fill my house with products that are made ethically, that function well (this cannot be overlooked) and that are easy on the eyes. As this eco-friendly, made-in-america trend continues to rise there are more and more of these items out there- you’ll even find surprisingly lovely things at your local hardware store.

Here are a few of my favorites:

{clockwise from top left: leather fly swatter, weck jar, dust pan + brush, screwdriver set}

XO

"And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.” -F. Scott Fitzgerald

So, it’s July. How did that happen?
We’ve finally reached the time of year when things in Portland begin to flourish. Green feels like it’s at an all time high around here and I’m in love. I spend a good portion of my free waking hours sitting on the front porch, and tending to the garden.
We have a great little vegetable patch going (carrots, lettuce, peas, tomatoes) but I have to say my very favorite plants in the front are our Cistus (rock rose, pictured in bottom photo) and our Medlar tree (pictured against blue-green house). Both are looking pretty incredible at the moment and don’t require very much water at all.
Also, this arrangement of flowers! Right? I’ve pretty much been replicating it weekly because it just feels so damn summery. 
It’s actually ridiculously simple: blueberry + mock-orange
That’s it. But think it feels both wild, and classic all at once. Bonus? The blueberries ripen throughout the week and you can EAT them. It’s kind of the best.
This whole summer thing is pure magic. Hope you’re soaking up yours.
XO
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"And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.” -F. Scott Fitzgerald

So, it’s July. How did that happen?
We’ve finally reached the time of year when things in Portland begin to flourish. Green feels like it’s at an all time high around here and I’m in love. I spend a good portion of my free waking hours sitting on the front porch, and tending to the garden.
We have a great little vegetable patch going (carrots, lettuce, peas, tomatoes) but I have to say my very favorite plants in the front are our Cistus (rock rose, pictured in bottom photo) and our Medlar tree (pictured against blue-green house). Both are looking pretty incredible at the moment and don’t require very much water at all.
Also, this arrangement of flowers! Right? I’ve pretty much been replicating it weekly because it just feels so damn summery. 
It’s actually ridiculously simple: blueberry + mock-orange
That’s it. But think it feels both wild, and classic all at once. Bonus? The blueberries ripen throughout the week and you can EAT them. It’s kind of the best.
This whole summer thing is pure magic. Hope you’re soaking up yours.
XO
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"And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.” -F. Scott Fitzgerald

So, it’s July. How did that happen?
We’ve finally reached the time of year when things in Portland begin to flourish. Green feels like it’s at an all time high around here and I’m in love. I spend a good portion of my free waking hours sitting on the front porch, and tending to the garden.
We have a great little vegetable patch going (carrots, lettuce, peas, tomatoes) but I have to say my very favorite plants in the front are our Cistus (rock rose, pictured in bottom photo) and our Medlar tree (pictured against blue-green house). Both are looking pretty incredible at the moment and don’t require very much water at all.
Also, this arrangement of flowers! Right? I’ve pretty much been replicating it weekly because it just feels so damn summery. 
It’s actually ridiculously simple: blueberry + mock-orange
That’s it. But think it feels both wild, and classic all at once. Bonus? The blueberries ripen throughout the week and you can EAT them. It’s kind of the best.
This whole summer thing is pure magic. Hope you’re soaking up yours.
XO
ZoomInfo
"And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.” -F. Scott Fitzgerald

So, it’s July. How did that happen?
We’ve finally reached the time of year when things in Portland begin to flourish. Green feels like it’s at an all time high around here and I’m in love. I spend a good portion of my free waking hours sitting on the front porch, and tending to the garden.
We have a great little vegetable patch going (carrots, lettuce, peas, tomatoes) but I have to say my very favorite plants in the front are our Cistus (rock rose, pictured in bottom photo) and our Medlar tree (pictured against blue-green house). Both are looking pretty incredible at the moment and don’t require very much water at all.
Also, this arrangement of flowers! Right? I’ve pretty much been replicating it weekly because it just feels so damn summery. 
It’s actually ridiculously simple: blueberry + mock-orange
That’s it. But think it feels both wild, and classic all at once. Bonus? The blueberries ripen throughout the week and you can EAT them. It’s kind of the best.
This whole summer thing is pure magic. Hope you’re soaking up yours.
XO
ZoomInfo

"And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.” -F. Scott Fitzgerald

So, it’s July. How did that happen?

We’ve finally reached the time of year when things in Portland begin to flourish. Green feels like it’s at an all time high around here and I’m in love. I spend a good portion of my free waking hours sitting on the front porch, and tending to the garden.

We have a great little vegetable patch going (carrots, lettuce, peas, tomatoes) but I have to say my very favorite plants in the front are our Cistus (rock rose, pictured in bottom photo) and our Medlar tree (pictured against blue-green house). Both are looking pretty incredible at the moment and don’t require very much water at all.

Also, this arrangement of flowers! Right? I’ve pretty much been replicating it weekly because it just feels so damn summery. 

It’s actually ridiculously simple: blueberry + mock-orange

That’s it. But think it feels both wild, and classic all at once. Bonus? The blueberries ripen throughout the week and you can EAT them. It’s kind of the best.

This whole summer thing is pure magic. Hope you’re soaking up yours.

XO

"Summer afternoon— summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language"-Henry James
Summer has finally begun (!), and we were lucky to be able to spend the longest day of the year with my mom and her fella who were visiting from San Diego.
They arrived late Thursday night and though I worked Friday morning, we spent the afternoon adventuring around a sunny Portland, and rounded out the day with drinks at Andina and dinner at Bluehour.
Saturday morning we headed out to Timberline Lodge on Mt. Hood, which shockingly enough Nick and I had never been to. It was a bizarre combination of warmish and snowy but the lodge was amazing. Perfectly cozy, and so rich with history. We had lunch overlooking the stunning view, and then headed back down the mountain into the sweet little town of Hood River. 
We grabbed cherries + blueberries at a farm stand, soaked up the sun for a bit, fell in love with some baby goats and finally ended up at Pfriem Family Brewing, which I’d highly recommend; delicious beer, great space and the food looked way more promising than the standard brewery fare. We will definitely be back.
The solstice was celebrated with dinner at Bamboo Sushi (best vegetarian sushi around, by far) and drinks at 23 Hoyt, and then we all fell into bed as soon as the sun set (having fun is really exhausting!).
And finally, we spent Sunday out in Yamhill County wine tasting at Penner Ash, which is my very favorite winery. It’s a lovely spot because you can bring lunch with you, they have plenty of picnic tables and an incredible view. Nick’s mom joined us for a bit, which was fun. It’s always pretty great to have both my San Diego family and my Oregon family all in the same place from time to time.
Dinner at Pok Pok Noi was a lovely end to a lovely weekend. It means so much to me to have my family up here experiencing the world I’ve created for myself over the last 10 years- we were sad to see them leave!
—And then, of course, Nick made us watch the Shining (the exterior shots of the Overlook Hotel in the movie are actually Timberline Lodge).
Let’s do this thing, summer.
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"Summer afternoon— summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language"-Henry James
Summer has finally begun (!), and we were lucky to be able to spend the longest day of the year with my mom and her fella who were visiting from San Diego.
They arrived late Thursday night and though I worked Friday morning, we spent the afternoon adventuring around a sunny Portland, and rounded out the day with drinks at Andina and dinner at Bluehour.
Saturday morning we headed out to Timberline Lodge on Mt. Hood, which shockingly enough Nick and I had never been to. It was a bizarre combination of warmish and snowy but the lodge was amazing. Perfectly cozy, and so rich with history. We had lunch overlooking the stunning view, and then headed back down the mountain into the sweet little town of Hood River. 
We grabbed cherries + blueberries at a farm stand, soaked up the sun for a bit, fell in love with some baby goats and finally ended up at Pfriem Family Brewing, which I’d highly recommend; delicious beer, great space and the food looked way more promising than the standard brewery fare. We will definitely be back.
The solstice was celebrated with dinner at Bamboo Sushi (best vegetarian sushi around, by far) and drinks at 23 Hoyt, and then we all fell into bed as soon as the sun set (having fun is really exhausting!).
And finally, we spent Sunday out in Yamhill County wine tasting at Penner Ash, which is my very favorite winery. It’s a lovely spot because you can bring lunch with you, they have plenty of picnic tables and an incredible view. Nick’s mom joined us for a bit, which was fun. It’s always pretty great to have both my San Diego family and my Oregon family all in the same place from time to time.
Dinner at Pok Pok Noi was a lovely end to a lovely weekend. It means so much to me to have my family up here experiencing the world I’ve created for myself over the last 10 years- we were sad to see them leave!
—And then, of course, Nick made us watch the Shining (the exterior shots of the Overlook Hotel in the movie are actually Timberline Lodge).
Let’s do this thing, summer.
ZoomInfo
"Summer afternoon— summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language"-Henry James
Summer has finally begun (!), and we were lucky to be able to spend the longest day of the year with my mom and her fella who were visiting from San Diego.
They arrived late Thursday night and though I worked Friday morning, we spent the afternoon adventuring around a sunny Portland, and rounded out the day with drinks at Andina and dinner at Bluehour.
Saturday morning we headed out to Timberline Lodge on Mt. Hood, which shockingly enough Nick and I had never been to. It was a bizarre combination of warmish and snowy but the lodge was amazing. Perfectly cozy, and so rich with history. We had lunch overlooking the stunning view, and then headed back down the mountain into the sweet little town of Hood River. 
We grabbed cherries + blueberries at a farm stand, soaked up the sun for a bit, fell in love with some baby goats and finally ended up at Pfriem Family Brewing, which I’d highly recommend; delicious beer, great space and the food looked way more promising than the standard brewery fare. We will definitely be back.
The solstice was celebrated with dinner at Bamboo Sushi (best vegetarian sushi around, by far) and drinks at 23 Hoyt, and then we all fell into bed as soon as the sun set (having fun is really exhausting!).
And finally, we spent Sunday out in Yamhill County wine tasting at Penner Ash, which is my very favorite winery. It’s a lovely spot because you can bring lunch with you, they have plenty of picnic tables and an incredible view. Nick’s mom joined us for a bit, which was fun. It’s always pretty great to have both my San Diego family and my Oregon family all in the same place from time to time.
Dinner at Pok Pok Noi was a lovely end to a lovely weekend. It means so much to me to have my family up here experiencing the world I’ve created for myself over the last 10 years- we were sad to see them leave!
—And then, of course, Nick made us watch the Shining (the exterior shots of the Overlook Hotel in the movie are actually Timberline Lodge).
Let’s do this thing, summer.
ZoomInfo
"Summer afternoon— summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language"-Henry James
Summer has finally begun (!), and we were lucky to be able to spend the longest day of the year with my mom and her fella who were visiting from San Diego.
They arrived late Thursday night and though I worked Friday morning, we spent the afternoon adventuring around a sunny Portland, and rounded out the day with drinks at Andina and dinner at Bluehour.
Saturday morning we headed out to Timberline Lodge on Mt. Hood, which shockingly enough Nick and I had never been to. It was a bizarre combination of warmish and snowy but the lodge was amazing. Perfectly cozy, and so rich with history. We had lunch overlooking the stunning view, and then headed back down the mountain into the sweet little town of Hood River. 
We grabbed cherries + blueberries at a farm stand, soaked up the sun for a bit, fell in love with some baby goats and finally ended up at Pfriem Family Brewing, which I’d highly recommend; delicious beer, great space and the food looked way more promising than the standard brewery fare. We will definitely be back.
The solstice was celebrated with dinner at Bamboo Sushi (best vegetarian sushi around, by far) and drinks at 23 Hoyt, and then we all fell into bed as soon as the sun set (having fun is really exhausting!).
And finally, we spent Sunday out in Yamhill County wine tasting at Penner Ash, which is my very favorite winery. It’s a lovely spot because you can bring lunch with you, they have plenty of picnic tables and an incredible view. Nick’s mom joined us for a bit, which was fun. It’s always pretty great to have both my San Diego family and my Oregon family all in the same place from time to time.
Dinner at Pok Pok Noi was a lovely end to a lovely weekend. It means so much to me to have my family up here experiencing the world I’ve created for myself over the last 10 years- we were sad to see them leave!
—And then, of course, Nick made us watch the Shining (the exterior shots of the Overlook Hotel in the movie are actually Timberline Lodge).
Let’s do this thing, summer.
ZoomInfo
"Summer afternoon— summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language"-Henry James
Summer has finally begun (!), and we were lucky to be able to spend the longest day of the year with my mom and her fella who were visiting from San Diego.
They arrived late Thursday night and though I worked Friday morning, we spent the afternoon adventuring around a sunny Portland, and rounded out the day with drinks at Andina and dinner at Bluehour.
Saturday morning we headed out to Timberline Lodge on Mt. Hood, which shockingly enough Nick and I had never been to. It was a bizarre combination of warmish and snowy but the lodge was amazing. Perfectly cozy, and so rich with history. We had lunch overlooking the stunning view, and then headed back down the mountain into the sweet little town of Hood River. 
We grabbed cherries + blueberries at a farm stand, soaked up the sun for a bit, fell in love with some baby goats and finally ended up at Pfriem Family Brewing, which I’d highly recommend; delicious beer, great space and the food looked way more promising than the standard brewery fare. We will definitely be back.
The solstice was celebrated with dinner at Bamboo Sushi (best vegetarian sushi around, by far) and drinks at 23 Hoyt, and then we all fell into bed as soon as the sun set (having fun is really exhausting!).
And finally, we spent Sunday out in Yamhill County wine tasting at Penner Ash, which is my very favorite winery. It’s a lovely spot because you can bring lunch with you, they have plenty of picnic tables and an incredible view. Nick’s mom joined us for a bit, which was fun. It’s always pretty great to have both my San Diego family and my Oregon family all in the same place from time to time.
Dinner at Pok Pok Noi was a lovely end to a lovely weekend. It means so much to me to have my family up here experiencing the world I’ve created for myself over the last 10 years- we were sad to see them leave!
—And then, of course, Nick made us watch the Shining (the exterior shots of the Overlook Hotel in the movie are actually Timberline Lodge).
Let’s do this thing, summer.
ZoomInfo
"Summer afternoon— summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language"-Henry James
Summer has finally begun (!), and we were lucky to be able to spend the longest day of the year with my mom and her fella who were visiting from San Diego.
They arrived late Thursday night and though I worked Friday morning, we spent the afternoon adventuring around a sunny Portland, and rounded out the day with drinks at Andina and dinner at Bluehour.
Saturday morning we headed out to Timberline Lodge on Mt. Hood, which shockingly enough Nick and I had never been to. It was a bizarre combination of warmish and snowy but the lodge was amazing. Perfectly cozy, and so rich with history. We had lunch overlooking the stunning view, and then headed back down the mountain into the sweet little town of Hood River. 
We grabbed cherries + blueberries at a farm stand, soaked up the sun for a bit, fell in love with some baby goats and finally ended up at Pfriem Family Brewing, which I’d highly recommend; delicious beer, great space and the food looked way more promising than the standard brewery fare. We will definitely be back.
The solstice was celebrated with dinner at Bamboo Sushi (best vegetarian sushi around, by far) and drinks at 23 Hoyt, and then we all fell into bed as soon as the sun set (having fun is really exhausting!).
And finally, we spent Sunday out in Yamhill County wine tasting at Penner Ash, which is my very favorite winery. It’s a lovely spot because you can bring lunch with you, they have plenty of picnic tables and an incredible view. Nick’s mom joined us for a bit, which was fun. It’s always pretty great to have both my San Diego family and my Oregon family all in the same place from time to time.
Dinner at Pok Pok Noi was a lovely end to a lovely weekend. It means so much to me to have my family up here experiencing the world I’ve created for myself over the last 10 years- we were sad to see them leave!
—And then, of course, Nick made us watch the Shining (the exterior shots of the Overlook Hotel in the movie are actually Timberline Lodge).
Let’s do this thing, summer.
ZoomInfo
"Summer afternoon— summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language"-Henry James
Summer has finally begun (!), and we were lucky to be able to spend the longest day of the year with my mom and her fella who were visiting from San Diego.
They arrived late Thursday night and though I worked Friday morning, we spent the afternoon adventuring around a sunny Portland, and rounded out the day with drinks at Andina and dinner at Bluehour.
Saturday morning we headed out to Timberline Lodge on Mt. Hood, which shockingly enough Nick and I had never been to. It was a bizarre combination of warmish and snowy but the lodge was amazing. Perfectly cozy, and so rich with history. We had lunch overlooking the stunning view, and then headed back down the mountain into the sweet little town of Hood River. 
We grabbed cherries + blueberries at a farm stand, soaked up the sun for a bit, fell in love with some baby goats and finally ended up at Pfriem Family Brewing, which I’d highly recommend; delicious beer, great space and the food looked way more promising than the standard brewery fare. We will definitely be back.
The solstice was celebrated with dinner at Bamboo Sushi (best vegetarian sushi around, by far) and drinks at 23 Hoyt, and then we all fell into bed as soon as the sun set (having fun is really exhausting!).
And finally, we spent Sunday out in Yamhill County wine tasting at Penner Ash, which is my very favorite winery. It’s a lovely spot because you can bring lunch with you, they have plenty of picnic tables and an incredible view. Nick’s mom joined us for a bit, which was fun. It’s always pretty great to have both my San Diego family and my Oregon family all in the same place from time to time.
Dinner at Pok Pok Noi was a lovely end to a lovely weekend. It means so much to me to have my family up here experiencing the world I’ve created for myself over the last 10 years- we were sad to see them leave!
—And then, of course, Nick made us watch the Shining (the exterior shots of the Overlook Hotel in the movie are actually Timberline Lodge).
Let’s do this thing, summer.
ZoomInfo
"Summer afternoon— summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language"-Henry James
Summer has finally begun (!), and we were lucky to be able to spend the longest day of the year with my mom and her fella who were visiting from San Diego.
They arrived late Thursday night and though I worked Friday morning, we spent the afternoon adventuring around a sunny Portland, and rounded out the day with drinks at Andina and dinner at Bluehour.
Saturday morning we headed out to Timberline Lodge on Mt. Hood, which shockingly enough Nick and I had never been to. It was a bizarre combination of warmish and snowy but the lodge was amazing. Perfectly cozy, and so rich with history. We had lunch overlooking the stunning view, and then headed back down the mountain into the sweet little town of Hood River. 
We grabbed cherries + blueberries at a farm stand, soaked up the sun for a bit, fell in love with some baby goats and finally ended up at Pfriem Family Brewing, which I’d highly recommend; delicious beer, great space and the food looked way more promising than the standard brewery fare. We will definitely be back.
The solstice was celebrated with dinner at Bamboo Sushi (best vegetarian sushi around, by far) and drinks at 23 Hoyt, and then we all fell into bed as soon as the sun set (having fun is really exhausting!).
And finally, we spent Sunday out in Yamhill County wine tasting at Penner Ash, which is my very favorite winery. It’s a lovely spot because you can bring lunch with you, they have plenty of picnic tables and an incredible view. Nick’s mom joined us for a bit, which was fun. It’s always pretty great to have both my San Diego family and my Oregon family all in the same place from time to time.
Dinner at Pok Pok Noi was a lovely end to a lovely weekend. It means so much to me to have my family up here experiencing the world I’ve created for myself over the last 10 years- we were sad to see them leave!
—And then, of course, Nick made us watch the Shining (the exterior shots of the Overlook Hotel in the movie are actually Timberline Lodge).
Let’s do this thing, summer.
ZoomInfo
"Summer afternoon— summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language"-Henry James
Summer has finally begun (!), and we were lucky to be able to spend the longest day of the year with my mom and her fella who were visiting from San Diego.
They arrived late Thursday night and though I worked Friday morning, we spent the afternoon adventuring around a sunny Portland, and rounded out the day with drinks at Andina and dinner at Bluehour.
Saturday morning we headed out to Timberline Lodge on Mt. Hood, which shockingly enough Nick and I had never been to. It was a bizarre combination of warmish and snowy but the lodge was amazing. Perfectly cozy, and so rich with history. We had lunch overlooking the stunning view, and then headed back down the mountain into the sweet little town of Hood River. 
We grabbed cherries + blueberries at a farm stand, soaked up the sun for a bit, fell in love with some baby goats and finally ended up at Pfriem Family Brewing, which I’d highly recommend; delicious beer, great space and the food looked way more promising than the standard brewery fare. We will definitely be back.
The solstice was celebrated with dinner at Bamboo Sushi (best vegetarian sushi around, by far) and drinks at 23 Hoyt, and then we all fell into bed as soon as the sun set (having fun is really exhausting!).
And finally, we spent Sunday out in Yamhill County wine tasting at Penner Ash, which is my very favorite winery. It’s a lovely spot because you can bring lunch with you, they have plenty of picnic tables and an incredible view. Nick’s mom joined us for a bit, which was fun. It’s always pretty great to have both my San Diego family and my Oregon family all in the same place from time to time.
Dinner at Pok Pok Noi was a lovely end to a lovely weekend. It means so much to me to have my family up here experiencing the world I’ve created for myself over the last 10 years- we were sad to see them leave!
—And then, of course, Nick made us watch the Shining (the exterior shots of the Overlook Hotel in the movie are actually Timberline Lodge).
Let’s do this thing, summer.
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"Summer afternoon— summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language"-Henry James
Summer has finally begun (!), and we were lucky to be able to spend the longest day of the year with my mom and her fella who were visiting from San Diego.
They arrived late Thursday night and though I worked Friday morning, we spent the afternoon adventuring around a sunny Portland, and rounded out the day with drinks at Andina and dinner at Bluehour.
Saturday morning we headed out to Timberline Lodge on Mt. Hood, which shockingly enough Nick and I had never been to. It was a bizarre combination of warmish and snowy but the lodge was amazing. Perfectly cozy, and so rich with history. We had lunch overlooking the stunning view, and then headed back down the mountain into the sweet little town of Hood River. 
We grabbed cherries + blueberries at a farm stand, soaked up the sun for a bit, fell in love with some baby goats and finally ended up at Pfriem Family Brewing, which I’d highly recommend; delicious beer, great space and the food looked way more promising than the standard brewery fare. We will definitely be back.
The solstice was celebrated with dinner at Bamboo Sushi (best vegetarian sushi around, by far) and drinks at 23 Hoyt, and then we all fell into bed as soon as the sun set (having fun is really exhausting!).
And finally, we spent Sunday out in Yamhill County wine tasting at Penner Ash, which is my very favorite winery. It’s a lovely spot because you can bring lunch with you, they have plenty of picnic tables and an incredible view. Nick’s mom joined us for a bit, which was fun. It’s always pretty great to have both my San Diego family and my Oregon family all in the same place from time to time.
Dinner at Pok Pok Noi was a lovely end to a lovely weekend. It means so much to me to have my family up here experiencing the world I’ve created for myself over the last 10 years- we were sad to see them leave!
—And then, of course, Nick made us watch the Shining (the exterior shots of the Overlook Hotel in the movie are actually Timberline Lodge).
Let’s do this thing, summer.
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"Summer afternoon— summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language"-Henry James

Summer has finally begun (!), and we were lucky to be able to spend the longest day of the year with my mom and her fella who were visiting from San Diego.

They arrived late Thursday night and though I worked Friday morning, we spent the afternoon adventuring around a sunny Portland, and rounded out the day with drinks at Andina and dinner at Bluehour.

Saturday morning we headed out to Timberline Lodge on Mt. Hood, which shockingly enough Nick and I had never been to. It was a bizarre combination of warmish and snowy but the lodge was amazing. Perfectly cozy, and so rich with history. We had lunch overlooking the stunning view, and then headed back down the mountain into the sweet little town of Hood River. 

We grabbed cherries + blueberries at a farm stand, soaked up the sun for a bit, fell in love with some baby goats and finally ended up at Pfriem Family Brewing, which I’d highly recommend; delicious beer, great space and the food looked way more promising than the standard brewery fare. We will definitely be back.

The solstice was celebrated with dinner at Bamboo Sushi (best vegetarian sushi around, by far) and drinks at 23 Hoyt, and then we all fell into bed as soon as the sun set (having fun is really exhausting!).

And finally, we spent Sunday out in Yamhill County wine tasting at Penner Ash, which is my very favorite winery. It’s a lovely spot because you can bring lunch with you, they have plenty of picnic tables and an incredible view. Nick’s mom joined us for a bit, which was fun. It’s always pretty great to have both my San Diego family and my Oregon family all in the same place from time to time.

Dinner at Pok Pok Noi was a lovely end to a lovely weekend. It means so much to me to have my family up here experiencing the world I’ve created for myself over the last 10 years- we were sad to see them leave!

—And then, of course, Nick made us watch the Shining (the exterior shots of the Overlook Hotel in the movie are actually Timberline Lodge).

Let’s do this thing, summer.