I’ve never been particularly skilled at handling disappointments, but one of my proudest achievements in my adult life has been learning to accept bad news with grace. By all accounts, I’ve had an exceptionally good life so far, so the bad news we’re talking about here is pretty minor, but lately it’s been well-concentrated in the career category. (You may remember that I’ve taken to the blog to lament job problems many times before.) I don’t want to get into all the unpleasant details, but I’ve had even more job setbacks in the last few weeks, capped off by a…
Greetings from the frozen wasteland that is the city of Boston! We are currently digging out from under our fourth blizzard in as many weeks. My positive-thinking initiative is still going, but this winter is really trying my patience. I’d complain about the terrible (i.e. non-existent) public transit conditions and the subzero temperatures, but frankly, I’m just tired of it. It’s all anyone’s talking about, and I’d just rather talk about cookies. I made these on a Sunday afternoon, the day before Alex left town for a week. I was stuck inside, I felt like baking, and I figured that a big batch of cookies would be ideal for…
I’ve noticed a trend in social media over the last few weeks: a total backlash against fall in general and pumpkin-flavored foodstuffs in particular. I love pumpkin, but I can understand this. I remember that during my freshman year of college (2005, holy cow), the Starbucks pumpkin spice latte was basically the only pumpkin-flavored product on the market, and I wolfed those lattes down with reckless abandon. However, over the course of a decade or so, other food producers have taken note of the success of the PSL (as Starbucks now abbreviates the pumpkin spice latte, annoyingly enough) and churned…