Life, tasted slowly. Stories, kept close.
A Life in Five WordsLaughter · Love · Ease · Originality · Serenity A page from the journal
The smell of the wind as the seasons change. The shape of clouds drifting across the afternoon sky. The sound of someone you love laughing. The soft foam on top of a cappuccino.
READ ONThis month feels like:
open windows, longer shadows, and the first real chill
A note on this little corner
A meal worth remembering. A place that feels like a pause. A sentence you carry with you long after the last page.
This is where I gather them — notes on everyday life, travel, food, wine, and the things that make me who I am.
Meet the person behind the wordsSalad Days
His recipe was wonderfully generous with the pine nuts, along with olive oil, two kinds of Italian cheese (Parmigiano Reggiano and Pecorino Romano, neither of which I can ever remember how to pronounce), and freshly squeezed lemon juice. Everything went into the blender, and out came this gorgeous, vividly green pesto.
READ ONSalad Days
As I walk, my eyes are busy gathering pretty things. One by one, I let go of the thoughts that had bothered me during the day. As the soles of my feet keep meeting the ground, again and again, I find my own slow rhythm. From that moment on, thoughts begin to rise in me—pop, pop—like fish jumping out of the water.
READ ONAt Our Table
At 11 last night, my husband and I decided we needed nokdujeon.
READ ONFollow a little curiosity
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