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Life Lately

Really, I already wrote the best way to sum up “life lately”. Lately meaning all of 2020. When I started it I wasn’t sure that I was actually going to share it. Then I finished it and thought, I might have written this for me but in so many ways it’s all of our story. It’s long: you’ve been warned. But if you get what can only be called nostalgic at the end of the year, and if it feels stronger this year than others, then it’s for you.

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Let’s wrap up the last few days before January 4th by resting. Before we’re really back to work, before the kids are back to school and any activities they might have left, before returning to whatever semblance of “real life” we have these days. I haven’t rested near as much as I’ve meant to. (That could be the title of my memoir. #EnneagramOne) I read a book for an hour during a blizzard and it was delightful. On Christmas Day, we never took off our pajamas, and spent the day building LEGO and playing Apples to Apples Jr. and eating pizza. It was the best. Let’s take care and give ourselves more of that before 2021 begins for real.

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Around the Internet

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Eating

  • I’ve discovered rugelach. And then I ate 12 in a single day. It’s all fine. Even though the recipe calls them “Unfussy Rugelach” I still find them, well, fussy. But it’s worth it. I try to make them a bit less fussy by simplifying the fillings: I like to make half the dough with Nutella spread inside and the other half spread with raspberry jam and raisins or dried cranberries. Eat 2 or 12 while you drink a cup of tea.

  • I’ve also discovered my local grocery store sells what’s marketed as shaved beef for Philly cheesesteaks. I haven’t been using it for cheesesteaks, but stir-fries. Between not having to slice up the beef and the fact that it’s so thin it cooks in only a minute or two, dinner comes together in less than twenty minutes. Usually, I’m waiting on the rice to cook. Beef with snow peas and sesame beef and broccoli have been two favorites.

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Fun Things

  • Take a peek at my Favorites of 2020 post to see my round-up of 2020 fun things. Clothes, things for the kids, books I read, things I wrote…if I loved it this year, it’s on that list. Except for the new Taylor Swift album, which you should absolutely be listening to. My preferred way to listen is to play Lover followed by Folklore followed by Evermore which is * chef’s kiss * (It’s also something I’ve done approximately 1.5 times because: children.)

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The only way I can think to close this out for the year is with the last paragraph of my 2020 summary post:

But in December, we also put up Christmas decorations and it felt like hope. We may have gone overboard on the gifts this year but wrapping those up felt like hope, too. We began to administer vaccines and that felt so hopeful our collective hearts might burst. And we looked forward to 2021. Though we knew the calendar flipping over wouldn’t magically change everything, still, we pinned our hopes on that number, that year. Knowing, hoping, feeling in our bones that it would be sooner, rather than later, that we could emerge into a new and better normal.

Battered, bruised, and frayed around the edges, but we made it. See you on the other side of 2020.

Favorites of 2020

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Things I wore:

Things I used:

  • This serum.

  • This makeup remover.

  • An unhealthy amount of social media. (Is that a favorite? Idk. It stays.)

  • This nail polish.

  • Late entry since it was a Christmas gift, but loving my Chemex.

Things I ate:

Things for the kids:

Things I read:

  • This novel about…everything.

  • This book of essays.

  • This novel about faith, marriage, friendship, and life.

  • This anthem for women everywhere.

  • Another anthem because we sure needed it this year.

  • This love letter of a memoir.

  • Could have underlined everything in this one.

Things I watched:

  • This series forever, please.

  • Also this one.

  • Could watch this with the sound off just for the sets and the clothes.

  • This documentary about my forever favorite.

Things I wrote:

(Note: all bookshop.org links are affiliate links. All others are just things I love and think you will, too.)

A Couple of Cocktails

If there’s a Moscow Mule on the menu, I order it. Every time.

I didn’t know that’s what it was the first time I was introduced to them. It wasn’t mine; I didn’t drink it. I don’t think I was even 21. Tyson and I were out with one of his friends, a grad student a few years older than us.

“This is my favorite drink,” Ramon told us before continuing, with his signature chuckle, “They only serve it in a copper mug if you know to ask for it! They’ve had too many stolen but if I ask for one, they give it to me.” (College towns, amiright? *facepalm*)

I completely forgot about that night until several years later when Tyson and I were out to dinner. I spied the description of a drink on the menu that included ginger beer, limes, and vodka, which happen to be some of my favorite things. And then I read that it was served in a copper mug which jogged my memory and cemented my need to order the drink Ramon had raved about. It was love at first sip.

Margaritas and I have a longer, more specific history. My group of interior design friends claimed the Mexican chain in our college town that served up halfway decent Tex-Mex and (more importantly) large margaritas as our own. Carlos O’Kelly’s, that strange Spanish-Irish combo of a name, became a staple of our time there. It began as a reward after we completed a huge project, after enduring several all-nighters topped off with scathing design critiques of everything we’d just poured our blood, sweat, and tears into. But it didn’t take long before margaritas became a weekly event. We could usually be found in a booth on Thursdays right after class, an early dinner that was more liquid than solid because we didn’t have class on Fridays.

Pomegranate was my go-to flavor. Laura and Tiffany ordered strawberry. Jenni was classier than the rest of us and ordered hers on the rocks. Chad ordered whatever he felt like that day. The five of us huddled in a booth and ate baskets and baskets of the free chips and bowls upon bowls of salsa as we drank our way through the early evening.

It was our thing. So much so that this group of friends gifted us a complete margarita set for our wedding: a bottle each of Patron and Triple Sec, margarita glasses and a special contraption to salt the rims, Kosher salt and a single lime, which I found a couple of weeks later while unpacking after our honeymoon, gone to mold and mush amongst boxes of new plates and sets of towels.

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I’m not a person who makes cocktails. Tyson doesn’t drink, so usually, it’s just me. I don’t have a well-stocked bar cart or much of a liquor cabinet. I don’t own a cocktail shaker. If it requires me to mix together eight different ingredients, boil some lavender simple syrup, or garnish with basically anything, it’s not happening in my house.

Don’t get me wrong: I love all of those things. I can’t wait to go out and sip a fancy cocktail again. I want to drink something garnished with fresh herbs, mixed with bitters, and with a bottle of liquor that’s been purchased specifically for that drink and that drink alone.

At home, though, it’s enough to get dinner on the table in the evening. Need I bother to say this is true now more than ever? Need I bother to say we all might need something fun to sip now more than ever? I don’t have time to putz. Without much else to excite us lately, I’ve been looking forward to cocktail hour. While it’s not like that booth at Carlos O’Kelly’s some twelve years ago now, a simple margarita reminds me of that time. These drinks remind me of the gift of simplicity. And they remind me to look forward to the day I’ll be mixing up entire pitchers of cocktails again.

I read this article just yesterday, when this post was all but finished. 

“Things have changed. Some of these things are obvious and collective — pandemic, mass unemployment, a reckoning with racial injustice. Others are more personal. But the crux of it is this: Like many of you, I am exhausted. Fussiness in any form, especially about drinking, feels antithetical to this moment in life. This is not to say that drinks cannot be “political”…But at the moment, I’m not looking for an education on the trivia and minutiae of booze every time I pop open a bottle. I just need a drink.”

This feels right. It’s everything I’ve been feeling lately. Life is enough right now. Let’s keep simple what we can. Pop open a bottle. Enjoy the sunshine, the blue sky, the sweat beading on your forehead, the breeze on the patio. And just have a drink.

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This post was written as part of a blog hop with Exhale—an online community of women pursuing creativity alongside motherhood, led by the writing team behind Coffee + Crumbs. Click here to read the next post in this series "The Story of a Recipe".






(A note that a Google search for these cocktails will yield approximately 4.79 bajillion results. Recipes out there are going to be similar to mine, if not identical. Just a note to say that this is what mine have evolved to over the past several years and the variations are seemingly infinite.)

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My margarita has evolved to be more like my friend Jenni’s: on the rocks, salted rim, not so sweet. The recipe the way I’ve written it is for a pitcherful since that’s usually how I serve them. It’s basic—note that it’s equal parts each liquid—so it’s easy to scale down the recipe if you’re only making a cocktail or two. Depending on the size of your glass, a double shot (2 oz.) of each liquid (including the water) is a good starting point for a single cocktail.

INGREDIENTS

  • 2 cups tequila

  • 2 cups orange liquor, such as Triple Sec

  • 2 cups lime juice, such as Rose’s lime juice, or squeezed fresh from about 6-8 limes

  • 2 cups filtered water

  • ice

  • 1 lime, sliced

  • Kosher salt or sugar for the rim, if desired

INSTRUCTIONS

  • Mix tequila, orange liquor, lime juice, and water together in a large pitcher. Chill in the refrigerator for at least an hour.

  • When ready to serve, take a lime wedge and run it around the rim of your glass. Pour salt or sugar onto a flat plate or cutting board; then dip the glass in. Wiggle it around until the rim is coated. Fill glass halfway with ice. Pour in your pre-mixed margarita. Best enjoyed on a patio with plenty of chips, salsa, queso, and friends.

Moscow Mule
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Is this the best cocktail of all time? Because I’m pretty sure it’s the best cocktail of all time.

INGREDIENTS

  • 6 oz. ginger beer

  • 2 oz. vodka

  • half a lime

  • ice

INSTRUCTIONS

  • Fill copper mug 1/2-3/4 full with ice. (Is a copper mug required? That’s like asking if the Pope is Catholic. You technically don’t need a copper mug. But I wouldn’t drink it any other way.)

  • Pour in ginger beer and vodka. Squeeze juice from lime and throw the rest of the lime half in there, too. Stir around. Sip. Smile. Your day just got better.

NOTES

  • I like ginger beers that are more spicy than sweet. A couple favorites are Q Mixers Ginger Beer and Fever Tree.

  • If I have lime juice I add a splash to my Moscow Mule, in addition to the juice from the lime itself.

  • Sub whiskey for a Kentucky mule or tequila for a Mexican mule.

  • But seriously you should get yourself some copper mugs.

Life Lately

I’ve been trying to write this since mid-January, starting and stopping and jotting down little notes here and there. This “life lately” edition spans far more weeks than I ever intended.

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Maybe that speaks more to how life has been lately more than anything else. February saw everything. In addition to the kids’ birthdays and our Florida trip, my grandma passed away. We also had appointments on top of appointments smooshed in amongst the regular chaos of life. I’m not sure we had a single “normal” day in the entire month. February was relentless.

I’m ready to put February aside and look ahead. Spring is here it seems. The temps are steadily moving upward and sunshine seems to be more of a daily occurrence here than a novelty. This past weekend we were outside in the sunshine with temps in the 50s and it felt good—so good—to be outside again. The snow is almost gone and it’s the first time in four or five years where it feels as though we’re going to have an actual, real, live, proper spring, instead of suffering through a frigid spring break in March and freak snowstorms in April.

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All the credit to the ice cream man who rolled through our neighborhood on Saturday. He knew that if he rolled through Minneapolis suburbia on a sunny, 56-degree day at the beginning of March he could sucker people into some $4 ice cream. And he did.

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I know many of you are still processing and reeling and sad and angry after Elizabeth Warren officially dropped out of the Democratic primary race last week. Hi, I’m right there with you. I don’t want to wait 4-8 more years for a woman to be the presidential candidate again. I don’t want to watch this election cycle be yet another battle between old white men. I have no more words for it all myself, so here are some thoughtful reads:

“I Am Burning With Fury and Grief Over Elizabeth Warren. And I Am Not Alone.”
“It Will Be Hard to Get Over What Happened to Elizabeth Warren”
”The Enthralling Brutality of Elizabeth Warren”
”What Elizabeth Warren Taught Us”

Also “The Electable Female Candidate”. Which is funny, but, y’know, also not at all.

The intro to Pantsuit Politics Friday episode last week was life-giving. Just listen to the first few minutes. Seriously considering Sarah saying “A woman president is inevitable…I believe that to my core…it’s going to happen sooner rather than later” as the alarm on my phone.

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Other reads from around the Internet:

“Will the Milennial Aesthetic Ever End?” (TBH, I hope the pink never, ever goes away)
”Why Girls Need Pockets”
”What are we teaching boys when we discourage them from reading books about girls?”
”A Graveyard Full of Camels”

Also re: coronavirus. Or COVID-19, but, I really like the way coronavirus rolls off the tongue. (Also am disappointed that we didn’t think of “coronavirus” as a euphemism for “hungover” a long time ago.) Anyway. Because 2020 already feels a bit like a dumpster fire, this is also a thing on our collective radars. I appreciated this article. It sets just the right tone of “yes let’s be mindful of this but also it’s mostly fine and let’s not lose our sh*t” that my not-at-all-an-alarmist self appreciates.

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My go-to pancake recipe is this from the New York Times. I’ll be making these at least once over spring break.

Obsessed with this pasta dish. It feels fresh and bright and healthy(ish) with all the veggies. I use 1/2 lb. of sweet Italian sausage and a healthy sprinkling of Parm is a must.

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Also been making this simple smoothie on repeat. I usually have most of the ingredients on hand and have been making one in the afternoon for Nolan and me to share at snack time. Definitely recommend adding a handful of ice before blending it all up.

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Updates on the “what do you want to be when you grow up?’ question:

Caden: an artist
Brooklyn: a Kindergarten teacher
Nolan: “a mommy and I’ll say, ‘You can watch whatever you want’ all day.”

Guess he’s taking issue with my whole “read books and play with toys” stance on parenting.

Favorites of 2019

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Things I wore:

  • This tee. (I have four colors/patterns.)

  • These shorts. (I have the green and the cinnabar.)

  • This sweater. (I have it in black and pink…I guess you know I like things when I buy them in multiples!)

  • These slip-ons.

Things I used:

Things I ate:

Things for the kids:

Things I read:
(Note: is it just me, or was this a fantastic year for books? I plowed through 56 books this year and it was SO HARD to narrow this down.)

  • This memoir kicked off 2019.

  • This novel was all I hoped it would be.

  • This memoir about everything.

  • This book of essays for all the millennials out there.

  • This memoir about losing everything to find yourself.

  • This novel about family.

Things I watched:

Things I wrote:

  • This tribute to Rachel Held Evans/liberation of myself.

  • This ode to our kitchen tables.

  • What writing looks like.

  • This step into the new decade.

  • This poem.

  • This micro essay on ministry and Happy Meals.