🎢 rolllllllllllllller-coaster of a week

i feel it when they stare, and when they stomp

Personally and professionally. I’ve been writing, a lot. About food, and family. I’m the girl who came up reading Saveur magazine, so I’m placing pressure on myself get into the detail and nuance and sensuality of eating everything from odd fruits to dried seafood to overripe fruit so juicy and sweet it begs to be eaten quickly, warm from the tree.

I’ve also been researching some of California’s many invisible histories. You know how I live for my home state — every little thing about it fascinates me. California can feel like its own country. And with its fires and earthquakes and fields of garlic and strawberries and citrus and grapes — and the people who work those fields — there is always more to know and consider. This is when I love my work the most: I’m learning and creating almost simultaneously.

My personal life is a shambles. I’m still living it too much to write about it, but it’s taking a lot of discipline to compartmentalize. “Healing” from specific traumas of the last f…