Chicken Avocado Wraps

My family is Irish and Belgian. That means I’m genetically predisposed to make drinking making babies, and administering guilt art forms. Setting aside items two and three for the moment, item #1 can get intense. I’ve told my last two significant others before meeting my parents that it will be homey, and intellectual debates are guaranteed, but … More Chicken Avocado Wraps

Here, Piggy Piggy

Home for the holidays. I know that I usually post a little story about something or other related to recent TTENG life events, but I really do not know what to say. I am grateful to be surrounded by my family and close friends; it has been a rough year, that’s for sure. I feel broken … More Here, Piggy Piggy

Deconstructed Bagels

Sometimes you want to go where nobody knows your name. My first day in Chicago I stopped at a local bagel shop on my way to work. This “Norm” equivalent (in the sense that all the people working there shouted his name when they saw him and asked if he wanted his usual) was chatting it … More Deconstructed Bagels

Spanish Pizza

  What is it that makes a place “home”? For a long time, I thought home was defined by “where my things are”. The things I had collected or had had “forever”. My records. My books. My bed. My childhood room. My dog. And in a lot of ways this is a fine working definition. … More Spanish Pizza