I get this odd sort of satisfaction from performing relatively mundane everyday tasks. I used to think that it was linked to language, that it was the satisfaction of employing phrases I…
Author: emiglia
Mini Speculoos Cheesecakes
I swear I saw a stranger from a former life on my crosstown bus tonight. It was appropriate, I suppose, considering the rest of my evening. It’s always been important to me…
Lentil and Rosemary Soup with Lemon
After knowing me for a few months, most people replace the typical greeting of, “How have you been?” with the more useful, “Where have you been?” Those who I haven’t seen in…
Christmas
Christmas means different things to different people. To some, it’s all about stress. To others, a time to get together with family. Sometimes, these two coincide. Christmas when I was growing up…
Nearly a month ago…
Nearly a month ago, I made my first of two Thanksgivings this season. We turned grocery shopping into a team sport and bought more butter than should ever be purchased at once….
La Sidreria
I’m sorry it’s been so long. Please say that steak makes up for it. I am still in Paris, but I’m so overloaded with work, I hardly know what to do with…
I’m Sick
I’m a lousy sick person… probably because I’m never sick, and I don’t really know what to do with myself when I actually am. I whine and moan and complain to anyone…
Markets
For those of you who do not speak Basque and may have been confused by yesterday’s post, agur is Basque for “goodbye.” Yes, I have left San Sebastian, back in my home…
Agur, San Sebastian
As someone who often uses too many complicated words to say very little, I find it oddly fitting that the only thing I can think of to say today is agur. Agur…
La Rioja
Yesterday, I skipped class to drink wine. Due to past actions as well as the fact that I am only a recent college graduate, I feel the need to clarify that statement:…