Last week one of my best friends and I took an adventure out to Queens. A little history on us: She grew up in Bangalore and has essentially made my life complete by moving just a few blocks away. Isn’t that every separated BFF’s dream? We went to college together, worked together, were roommates senior year and I’ve traveled to India with her twice. In school and throughout our travels we’ve always collaborated and made work together- so it just made sense to take a quick trip to the Little India of NYC -Jackson Heights- and document our adventure.
My biggest project so far has been waging war on the wisteria that had infested my beloved pines. Really, I feel in love with this property because of the trees on it but somehow didn’t notice the massive wisteria situation we had going on. Maybe it’s because at the beginning of the summer the vines didn’t have tons of leaves? Who knows. Anyway, I was baffled. Sure, wisteria is beautiful if/when if blooms, but it’s super invasive and it is slowly killing my prized Norway Spruce pines! Everyone said it is impossible to get rid of. I googled and I read everything I could find online before calling a landscaper.
I could feel it suffocating the tree. No light was getting to the inner branches. I felt so bad for the trees and I grew to hate the wisteria. It literally has no structure of its own, it depends completely on the tree and as soon as its cut it falls flat. I don’t like those tendencies much in humans either.
When the landscaper came, he told me he’d have to cut the two trees down. Uh, bye Felicia!
Nobody’s cutting down my trees.
Well, we need help with the name. “Radley” is a combination of his last name and mine, and cottage is all we can agree on, though “mountain haus,” “chalet,” and “izba” have been thrown out as options. Leave your suggestions in the comments!
I should apologize for being a lazy blogger as of late, but rest assured I have not been lazy IRL. Continue reading
Last month, I road tripped with a friend halfway across America. At the very end of our long trip, we woke up deep in the woods, in a gorgeous house on a rushing river. Life couldn’t be more picturesque or more perfect. Then as I groggily stumbled out of my temporary bedroom, I was offered a cup of the most delicious hot tea I’ve ever tasted. Crushed fresh ginger, turmeric, cloves and loads of black pepper came together to create her “witches brew,” as she called it. Each sip made me feel like my body was getting stronger, my soul was reviving and for a second I thought, Continue reading
At this risk of sounding totally bratty, I’ll admit that much of my life I’ve felt and acted quite entitled. I’m very much a product of my parent’s upbringing, which was to assure me that I could “be and do anything you want” or with hard work, “accomplish anything you want.” As a child and teenager I was a daddy’s girl and there wasn’t much I longed for that I couldn’t have. Some of that would quickly change while I was in college and the economy crashed, my parents almost declared bankruptcy, I graduated when the job market was the worst it’s ever been (at least, in my lifetime) and I had to learn to fend for myself. Continue reading
This TED Talk by former President Jimmy Carter is one of the most refreshing things to come across my news feed in months! It’s not often that an old, white man has such an empathetic view on women’s civil rights that takes the side of the feminists, but Jimmy Carter does it here with such a natural passion! Continue reading
I’m almost always cooking for my whole household, which is an untraditional 3+ people. I live with my fiancé, two amazing friends and often we have more people over…our apartment is kind of a hub for wandering friends, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Continue reading
The events of this last week in Charleston have shocked me beyond belief and yet are too familiar a story. We cannot continue to deny the consistent undercurrent of racism in this country. For many of us, it’s hard to imagine how and why this could happen but the bottom line is that racism continues to take American lives and at some point, we have to put our foot down to protect our own people. While this may feel like an extremist act, it is the act of a mad man echoing the racism of the culture in which he is surrounded. He was enabled, superficially by our lenient gun laws and intrinsically by the values of major groups in this country. The permissiveness that exists in -specifically- the south, allows deep seated racism to continue has been out of hand for some time. Older white generations look back on the 1960’s and 70’s and with all good intentions say, “But look how far we’ve come!” And it’s true, and we are thankful. But that contentedness, that position of accomplishment says “OK! We’re done here! That was hard but now I can stop thinking about it. We fixed it.” It’s hard to keep going, it’s hard to pick that flag back up and get back to work because I’m only 29 and I’m exhausted about it too. Every time we hear of another police officer assaulting a person of color I sigh and think, “Again? Really?” I truly don’t know how Black America can wake up each morning and continue with such fervor, with such passion and hope. It’s exhausting, its demoralizing but damn it, it has to stop. Continue reading
As promised, here’s another one of my favorite salads! This one is super easy to make and assemble, is gluten free and still satisfies the hunger as a dinner salad because of the inclusion of ample amounts of bacon. The broiled tomatoes are one of my favorite additions to almost any meal and shine as a salad accompaniment. For the dressing; olive oil, lemon, grated parmesan and tons of pepper create a balance between the light crisp acid and the heavy, spicy pepper. Continue reading