Running out of milk used to be a traumatic thing at our house! You needed milk for almost every meal. I wish I’d known then how easy it is to make nut milk! Like most things in life, it’s not that hard to do stuff, once you break it down into steps! For this recipe, I use […]
Carrots, cranberries Oranges, peel on or off Blend, strain: Holiday Juice!
Here’s my latest contribution for our upcoming food anthology…a fun project! Writing a book month-by-month with my daughters, mom, sister and other talented writers! Poem: Rated R for Ripe …a Haiku.
Inside my donut Red beans are found And in my slice of bread Black beans abound And for tasty pastries Green beans are ground White beans pureed are my noodle’s goop Red beans pureed make a sweet cold soup (While tasty enough, The black bean sauce does look like poop) When summer comes around Red beans […]
Three bows to Buddha Bibimbap, rice cake, melon Shady spot of peace — About the poem: Buddha’s Birthday is a national holiday in South Korea. On my day off of work, I went to a nearby Buddhist Temple, Yongunsa, here in Samcheonpo. First we visited the main prayer space, slipped off our shoes and […]
Teach Me, Kiwi Whether others see me As ugly or beautiful How To get sweeter Juicier To give joyfully Without regret Exquisitely Until the last drop Teach me, kiwi — About the poem: This week, I’ve been eating ripe ripe ripe kiwis. I break them open and eat them like a cavewoman. And feel […]
Tea is the only language We haven’t lied in The only one We both understand. More tea? — About the poem: All I can say is that when you are trying to manage relationships cross-culturally, with different language, gender, age, and backgrounds, sometimes language just isn’t enough. And sometimes, tea is. Thank goodness.
Sugar is not love It’s just a crutch I lean on When I am not strong — About the poem: Emotional eating is the vice I have to keep an eye out for. Having gained 30 pounds twice in my life, and lost them, I know it’s sugar, not whiskey, not cocaine, and not cigarettes, […]
Here’s a poem for the food anthology we are writing this year. Self love is the basis of all love, isn’t it? How can we be powerful in the world, if we aren’t powerful ourselves? Poem: New Year’s Resolution…a Haiku.
This past week I improved life with a simple change: Double it! I’ve been making green juice once or twice a week. Also, this month I have a new schedule working six hours straight with only five minute breaks between classes… I often arrived home wiped out. From a video I watched by Kris Carr […]