Yesterday afternoon left me feeling “some kinda way” as we say due to complicated professional relationships and interactions. I came home prepared to be fully present for my kids and my husband...and stew about the work thing later. Since I got home late, my husband had already started dinner for the kids, their weekly favorite of “breakfast for dinner.” I decided to make soup for the grown-ups: Vegan Mushroom Wild Rice Soup . I’ve made this recipe before and fell HARD for it. Surprisingly rich in flavor despite modest and few ingredients, it is rich and creamy and embraces the weary soul like a warm hug. As I peered into the pot of sautéing mushrooms and garlic and onions, I inhaled their aroma and remembered a scene from Julie and Julia . In it, Julie has had another horrendous day at work. She comes home and makes a chocolate custard pie. Standing in their tiny Queens apartment kitchen peering into a steaming bowl of chocolate custard, she says, “I love that after a day when nothin
My husband’s hobby is cars. Today, he bought a 25 year old car to modify. He is living his best life. The car he purchased happens to be the same make and model as my very first car. They are not the same color and are not the same year. From the outside, they do look remarkably similar, but I felt nothing about this car when I looked at the pictures online. This evening, I arrived home from work to find everyone out front; my kids running around in the front yard; my husband beaming next to his new project in the garage. It’s been a little bit of “a day” for me, so I really had to dig deep and muster up some excitement for him. After a few moments of talking and looking at the car together while I feigned interest, he said, “You wanna get in?” “Of course!” I said using up my last ounce of enthusiasm for this endeavor. He opened the door, and as I looked inside the car, a million tiny moments rushed over me. I sat down in the driver’s seat and looked around the inside of the car. A riv