Evening in the kitchen with Wilco, Sinead, & The Shins


WHEN I RETURNED FROM WORK this evening I couldn’t help but feel like whipping something up. You see, I’ve been on this crazy kick in the kitchen lately, and I really don’t hate it. Mostly I just don’t mind having my very own kitchen! Gone are the days of my mother herding me out, proclaiming, “DON’T TOUCH THAT! You’re getting your dirty paws all over the counter!” (Meanwhile, she feeds the dog chunks of Velveeta cheese.)

Here are tonight’s creations. Many thanks to my good man, Otis, for teaching me everything I know. I would be a culinary fiasco without this brother.





All are welcome to trek here — I will certainly whip something up for you, too!
xo
jc

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