Of course, there’s no arguing that sentiment here.
Recently, the country of Sweden gave this book to ALL sixteen year old students. I’m not an educator, nor do I know many young people. But as soon as I do, I’ll be gifting them this little jem. It’s a really fast read and in fact, you can finish it in about the same time it might take to eat a muffin or listen to the TEDx Talk that inspired the written version (linked below), so there’s really no excuse not to pick it up.
Feminists get a bad rap, but Adichie’s manifesto is nothing but positive, forward thinking and inclusive. Even when siting systemic oppression or horrific acts of violence toward women to prove a point, the motive is not to dwell on those most depressing facts, but to inform and empower a generation to change. We are so much more than our pasts. As Adichie says, we have evolved.
Also, its small enough to fit into a stocking! Happy Holidays!
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.
one pine with the wisteria growing up to the top.
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.
a closeup of the same tree – the wisteria is the fern-y leafy bunches.
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.
me with our first purchase -a money tree- in front of the house.
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
This one’s for all my white homies out there. As events have unfolded in the case of Trayvon Martin, then Eric Garner and now Freddie Gray, racial tensions in our country are at an intensity that I haven’t seen before in my lifetime. It pains me. I live in New York, where half my neighbors are black and Latino and I see the prejudice in which the NYPD deals with me versus them. I’m posting this brilliant essay, published in 1990 by feminist and anti-racist Dr. Peggy McIntosh because I see the denial of the existence of white privilege in my community. Continue reading
This one is a recipe borrowed from a friend because it’s just too good not to share.
I am not really too much of a sweets person, unless it’s sober January, in which case I cannot get enough desserts. But I could devour pints of this ice cream any time, plus its SO EASY to make with stuff you already have in your pantry/freezer. Continue reading