Trying to move
Well timing couldn’t have been worse for moving day to arrive. I woke up in agony. My stomach was still rioting, my head was spinning, and my body couldn’t keep up with all the drama. I tried to stand up and make my way to the living room and nearly collapsed (and by “nearly” I mean “actually”, since I did in fact collapse but the couch broke my fall). So that’s how the cable guys found me. Sprawled out on the couch in my PJs, looking like I had just returned from an overnight rave… Read more >
April 10, 2009 Alvarado Street bread, coconut date rolls, Ezekiel muffins, hummus, soynut butter Read more >