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Friendsgiving

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This weekend we celebrated Friendsgiving and I made my first homemade apple pie. Clearly I was pretty stoked about it since I took 547 photos of it. I drank a lot of spiked apple cider, heard my first Mariah Carey of the season, ate a lot of delicious food and did my best Lil Wayne impressions. I also watched the whole first season of “New Girl” again for, like, the sixth time, drank bubble tea and cuddled with the sausage dog. It was a pretty fantastic end of the week. How did you spend the last three days?

I confess..

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I just bought 1989 by Taylor Swift. “Blank Space” was just too good. I couldn’t not spend $13 on the album.

This means a popcorn spiced recipe AND Taylor Swift are both within one scroll on this blog. I’ve reached solid gold white girl status.

I have officially spent enough time away from my nanny baby that I’m having withdrawals. It took everything I had not to steal the cutest little ginger off of the train last night. GIVE ME ALL THE BABIES.

I recently embarked on a mission to watch all of “The Office” again for the fourth time as background noise while working at night. The first few times I watched it, however, were before the final season was on Netflix, and it turns out I hate it even more now than I did the first time I saw it. I think Will Ferrell is the worst and I know that’s not actually true.

I still haven’t done anything exciting with my apples. The thought of peeling them for the recipes I want to follow just seems way too strenuous.

I had a cold hamburger for breakfast yesterday. Like, I couldn’t even be bothered with sticking it in the microwave for 20 seconds before consuming it. This was at 7am.

I had the rest of it for dinner.

I can’t remember the last time I went to the grocery store and I’ve become intimately acquainted with Seamless.

I ran almost 4 miles one day last week and I’m still sore. Remember when I used to run 10+ miles on Saturdays for funsies? (And break my ass every time..) Those were good times.

My weekend was actually a lot more exciting than I made it out to be. Sometimes blogging about your life is hard knowing people from said life could be reading it.

I went to trivia night on Monday and we lost so bad we didn’t even rank. The only category we nailed was the name-the-toys-from-the-90’s section.

I made a 3-page list of blog ideas that I don’t have time to execute and it’s killing me hard-ly..?

What do you confess?

Pumpkin Spiced Popcorn

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If you’re into eating sweet, salty and ridiculously sticky deliciousness, I have the perfect recipe for you. Bonus: It’s barely even a recipe because the hardest part is pressing the “popcorn” button on the microwave and washing your hands afterward. 

Here’s what you need:

-A bag of lightly salted popcorn (I went with the no-butter variety)
-Mixed nuts (I avoided peanuts because they’re like the peasants of the nut hierarchy)
-Dried cranberries (Extra points if you got them at a hipster super market like the Berkeley Bowl)
-Honey or agave nectar (Or both if you’re me)
-Pumpkin pie spice (There isn’t actually any pumpkin in this recipe. Is that deceiving?)
-Ground cinnamon (I felt like there needed to be a parenthetical next to each ingredient)

Here’s what to do:

First pop the popcorn and throw it in a bowl. Squeeze honey/agave nectar into a bowl (how much depends on how sticky/sweet you want it to be, I probably used 4 tablespoons) and stick in the microwave for 30ish seconds so it’s nice and runny. Combine the nuts, cranberries and popcorn and drizzle the sweet stuff over it, tossing to distribute evenly and sprinkle with copious amounts of pumpkin pie spice and cinnamon. I then stuck it in the freezer for about 15 minutes to make it slightly less sticky, but then I just embraced the stickiness because it was delicious.

That’s all there is to it. Oh, and if you’ve been looking for new(ish) music feel free to creep on this playlist that I’ve been adding to quite a bit lately. It’s not cohesive but it makes me happy. Enjoy.

Apples & Oysters

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Last week was pretty cool. First the SF Giants won the World Series resulting in Market Street riots. I got to see a bunch of crazies hop across Muni busses, one guy zip-lined down the cable with a sweatshirt and another guy lit a trashcan on fire. Then for Halloween my roomie and I put on half-assed costumes (see mine here), drank a bottle of champagne, danced the night away in a bar expertly decorated with taxidermic animals and spent all day Saturday recovering with takeout Thai food and independent films. Once the hangovers finally passed on Sunday, we went apple picking (my first time!) where I picked the biggest apples I could find. I felt like Cindy Lou Who with her massive strawberry at the Christmas feast. Afterward we tasted wine at the HANNA Winery and ate raw oysters at the Hog Island Oyster Co in Tomales Bay. All the time in between has been spent working, eating and sleeping. It’s been pretty magical. Come make apple pie with me?

What I wore

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Dress: c/o eShakti / Wedges: Target / Bracelet: Etsy

I’m a cardinal for Halloween, get it? Kidding, but these little embroidered birdies are pretty adorbz, right? In case you’re unfamiliar, eShakti is a women’s clothing website that offers customization for fit and style, and they were nice enough to let me choose an item to selfie in. I chose this shirt dress which was tailored to my measurements, and I chose to make the sleeves quarter length instead of full-length. The material is incredibly high quality and I’m pretty in love with the way it fits, but I’m especially fond of the cardinal details because my best friends from college and I just so happened to name ourselves after this winged species. We still take awkward wing-flapping photos every time we’re together (read more about that from back when I didn’t know how to edit or resize photos here and when we had an SF reunion here).

Happy Halloween, friends. I know I’ve been MIA, but I promise I’ve been brainstorming all kinds of awesome things to blog about as soon as I figure out how to stop sleeping. I hope your night is filled with sugar highs and hilariously slutty costumes.

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Weekend Things

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This is what the past two weekends have looked like according to my pathetic, still-cracked-iPhone. Emma and I kayaked in the bay last weekend, creeping on birds and checking out the back of the AT&T Stadium, then we ate bbq next to a pool. This weekend some moisture actually came from the sky, so naturally I had to document this miraculous event. I ate delicious tacos and drank copious amounts of sangria while watching the Giants in the World Series, then my roomies and I headed to the Bridge School Benefit concert where we saw Band of Horses, Norah Jones, Sound Garden, Florence + The Machine, Pearl Jam and Neil Young rock out acoustically. Oh, and a middle aged man who hated his life called me a see you next Tuesday while I waited in line for chicken fingers because I knew about Eddie Vedder’s ukulele album. I almost let it ruin my night (and came very close to kneeing him in the balls) but, with the encouragement of a level-headed roommate, I decided to listen to music and drink local wine instead. Also, a random from Instagram left me this comment and it made it all better:

I do have a lot of feelings. Oh, and a pumpkin spiced popcorn recipe is coming soon. Get excited. 
How was your weekend?

thoughts & feels

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In August when I took a last-minute trip to Portland, I was searching for answers. On the one hand, there were a couple of very important people I needed to meet (hi Jessi & Brooke) and on the other hand I was freaking out. It was the same stuff I dealt with six months prior and six months prior to that. Moving, not knowing, guessing, hoping, disappointing and always searching. For a job, for a house, for a companion, for answers. Somehow it doesn’t get less scary no matter how many times you face it. Throughout my stay with my gracious host, I rambled more often than not about the uncertainties I was terrified of. It wasn’t just the house or the job or the bills or the boy, it was all of it at once. She broke it down for me. She, with her voracious work ethic and kickass career and beautiful home in an amazing city and a man, who I can tell loves her deeply despite the distance, broke it down. She didn’t expect me to figure it all out at once, and she never claimed to have it figured it out herself, but she gets it. She told me to start with the basics. She asked, “Do you have food, water and shelter?” and without a hint of condescension. She said once I figured out how I was going to pay my bills and where I would sleep, that’s when I could move onto the other stuff. The career, the friends, the relationship. 
I was never actually in danger; I’m incredibly lucky to have people in this world that love me too much to let that happen, but in my mind not knowing the specifics was was big and scary and debilitating. Thinking about it in smaller pieces was the best advice. Despite the strong urge to stay right there in that house bundled up with my sausage dog in that aero bed hiding from the life I started 600+ miles south of there, I packed up and drove back. I was still scared and halfway convinced I would just grab the rest of my stuff and come back to live with Jessi forever, but instead I focused on the basics. I made sure I was doing the best I could at my (then) new job, which allowed me to pay the bills, and then I became proactive about roommate/apartment searching. Somehow I managed to find an affordable*, dog-friendly apartment and two humans to cohabitate with. Both of whom I love to come home and chat with each day and I love it even more when they play tug-of-war with Ziggy and let me laugh at my own jokes. Shortly thereafter I shrieked and squealed and danced around my living room about a job offer, but I know better than to let myself get too comfortable. 
I will continue to work hard, pay bills, put (mostly) good food into my body, try to sleep and explore as much as possible. Historically it’s when I focus on these things that the others start to fall into place, but that’s certainly not to say anything has fallen into any sort of order just yet. Many aspects are still scattered, but in the meantime there are sketchy bars to hang out in, funny dating stories to be had and squishy sausage dogs to be cuddled. 
*Affordable is a relative term. This is the Bay Area I’m talking about. Nothing is actually affordable.

Paleo Sweet Potato Soup

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I did something fall-ish, you guys. I made soup. I wish I could say I did it for the sake of getting into the autumnal spirit, but really I had some sweet potatoes sprouting again (who’s surprised?) and a limited amount of minutes before hitting the point of mad hanger, so a quick Google search of sweet potato soup landed me here. I adapted it a bit though. Here’s what I used:
2 small sweet potatoes
1 cup coconut milk
1 cup chicken broth
salt, garlic powder, black pepper & cayenne pepper to taste
avocado for garnish
First I took out my hanger on the potatoes by stabbing them multiple times with a knife, then I baked them at 400F for about 30 minutes.
Then I burned my fingers off trying to peel the skin off and transferred all the ingredients into my blender. Blended. Added avocado chunks. Boom.
Warm, filling, sweet and spicy deliciousness in my belly. Who’s hungry?

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