Thank God for home. Among other things, it means I can cook. It’s a very interesting part of human nature that we want what we can’t have. For the first time in my life, I’ve been craving salads and have wanted to make them once I got home. In Pittsburgh, I eat out all the … More Roasted Carrot and Quinoa Salad
First we need to give credit where credit is due. The title is an almost verbatim lift of an Eddie Izzard standup routine: Next on the 40 before 40? Become fluent in a foreign language I have breadth but not depth when it comes to languages. From kindergarten until fourth grade, of all things I … More J’ai Einen Kleinen Problemo…
This was part of our Seven Fishes, which in new TTENG household fashion is now a multi-day celebration (none of us has a clue anymore how we used to do all seven fish in one sitting, let alone in one day). On December 23, my father and I went to Whole Foods to do our … More Branzino With Rosemary Vinaigrette
I love the idea of coffee cake, and frequently when I’m at a coffee shop (even a “chain” place like Starbucks) I’ll get a slice. While I continue to do it, it’s always a mildly frustrating experience. Physically, they’re usually not-so-elegant to eat because they’re usually so crumbly. But the bigger problem I have is … More Chai Coffee Cake
This is a bizarre one for most people, I’m sure. But I’d really love to see this happen by 2027: Get my own laundry accommodations. I had in-unit laundry in both Athens and the BRCM. This only became a “thing” once I moved to Chicago and Pittsburgh. Big cities…big (laundry) problems. In the grand scheme … More Dirty Laundry
It has been a very rough couple of years for the TTENG household. In July, 2016, I mentioned how/that my mother got very sick. I left my time at the Raj Taj early, delayed indefinitely my move to Chicago. But that’s nothing compared to Mom. She had such a rare medical occurrence the physician overseeing … More Spinach and Goat Cheese Christmas Tree
Next item? Go to a karaoke bar, and sing. In theory, I should kick ass and take names at this. I didn’t accomplish this during my 30-before-30. My only excuse was “I was trying to get (a) tenure (track job). Fun wasn’t part of my equation.” Lame. I know. I have a very complicated relationship … More Well, Can You Feel It?