Travel

Three Nights in Bangkok

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[EDITOR’S NOTE: This post is terribly written and horribly rambly. I’m sorry. I really am.]

[SECOND EDITOR’S NOTE: The title of this post is actually a reference to a song, and NOT just horribly unimaginative. I could understand why you might think that, though.]

The most recent adventure in my life has been our honeymoon: two weeks in vibrant, amazing Thailand. We really had no idea of what to expect going in, except for knowing that it would be utterly and completely different from home. And in that regard, it did not disappoint.

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I find it a little challenging to talk about visiting other countries, because the homebody in me (yes, it does exist) often spends a good portion of every trip looking for the familiar. That’s something that I’ve tried to fight as I’ve gotten older, because I love to travel, but it doesn’t make the experience too much easier to describe. However, the defining point that we found while traveling is the same one that has made the biggest impact in our lives at home: the food.  I like food.

Food

Sick Day Realness: Homemade Chicken Stock / “Bone Broth” Recipe

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Being sick is legitimately the worst.

I may have mentioned this before, but growing up, one of the most-repeated warnings in my household was, and I quote: “A bored Tess is never a good thing.”

Being sick is SO boring. I always have all of these ideas of cool things to do, and none of them are possible because I’m sick. Or I actually try to do all of them and just prevent myself from getting better any faster. So basically I hate it I hate it I hate it.

Anyway, in the spirit of going along with being sick (I repeat: ugh), I decided to learn how to make homemade chicken stock. Mostly because it feels like doing something when I’m not really supposed to be doing anything at all. I want chicken stock, too.

Food

Baked Eggs 4eva.

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You guys. I like actually can’t even with these.

I think I mentioned previously that the Husband (!!!) and I spent much of this past fall putting together a little labor of love that was honestly one of my favorite things I’ve ever done. Since we weren’t going to be home for Christmas, we put together a cookbook of our most-cooked meals, as a little snapshot of our world and a way to share one of our favorite ways of spending time together with our families. Gimme that recipe NOW.

Family, Life, Uncategorized

You Can Go Home Again (But It Will Be Humid)

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I’ve just (ish) returned from an epic, whirlwind tour of the East Coast. And by East Coast, I mean the tri-state area.  And by tri-state area, I mean…never mind. I just got back from the East Coast. Let’s just leave it at that.

I have some observations about the place from whence I hailed (if this is not proper Shakespearean English, I could not be less interested) that I would like to share with you. Please. Sit back, pour yourself some bourbon/wine/water (no judgement) and allow me to regale you with tales of my homeland. Okay, let’s do it.