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Brown Butter and Hazelnut Chocolate Chunk Cookies

Brown Butter and Hazelnut Chocolate Chunk Cookies

I burn, I shiver; out of the sun, and into this shadow.” – Virginia Woolf, ‘The Waves’

It’s the little things that bring joy. Entanglements of flowers. Cookies wrapped in bows, shared or devoured alone. Details and thoughts that last for longer than just instantaneous pleasure. I’ve always managed to live between two extremes. Living in a catatonic state of violence or softness. And, it took me years to realise how to balance out both the light and dark aspects of my personality. My life was once withered, and now, it’s coated in roses. Kind of like these blooms. More precious the light than the all-consuming darkness. The shadows in these images, the shadows in myself, wear darkness so beautifully. Meant for me, and me alone. The suffocating entanglement of wild, so beautiful, so abandoned, so delicate. Choking everything that comes close. Strangulations of floral, ivy, vines and opalescent blossoms. Each strand, competing for breath. Intimately engulfed within each other. Both beauty and ugliness, light and darkness, existing in all aspects of life.

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Brown Butter Rye Crêpes with Whipped Chestnut Créme

Brown Butter Rye Crêpes With Whipped Chestnut CrémeBrown Butter Rye Crêpes With Whipped Chestnut Créme

“This jasmine in the July night is a song for two strangers who meet on a street leading nowhere. Who am I after your two almond eyes? the male stranger asks. Who am I after your exile in me? the female stranger asks. Well then, let us not stir the salt of ancient seas in a remembering body. She was re-creating his warm flesh, and he, hers.” – Mahmoud Darwish, “Night That Overflows My Body.”

Straight up, Happy New Year! I’m here with a new recipe for Brown Butter Rye Crêpes with Whipped Chesnut Créme and mixed musings on meaning, intentions and fresh starts. So much occurred this year past, none the least of which was able to be foreseen – pure and achingly beautiful in life’s manifold unreliability and without fail uncharted timeline. And that’s the perfect part. Being able to live a life that’s in constant contention with the everyday.

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