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Eat Your Feelings

You GUYS. I’m going to get published.

Argestes, a literary magazine out of Iowa, has picked up a story of mine for their Fall/Winter ’09 issue, which is…pretty much the most exciting thing to happen in my life since I got to the episode of Lost where Sawyer and Kate do it and then escape from the Others. SO. You know. Pretty exciting.

Obviously, the only appropriate response was to drink a lot of champagne and bake cookies, which is EXACTLY WHAT I DID.

Have a recipe! And celebrate.

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1/4 cup butter, softened

3/4 cup packed brown sugar

1/2 tsp baking soda

1/8 tsp salt

1 egg

1 tsp vanilla

2/3 cup all purpose flour

1 cup rolled oats

1/4 cup unsweetened cocoa powder

1/3 cup chocolate chips

1/3 cup chopped pecans

1/3 cup flaked coconut

 

Preheat the oven to 350. Beat the butter for 30 seconds, then add sugar, baking soda, and salt; beat until well-combined. Beat in egg and vanilla, then flour, then stir in oats and coca powder. Add chocolate chips, coconut, and pecans. Dough will be thick. Spoon onto a baking sheet–small cookies work best, I think–and bake for eight minutes or so. 

Eat. Drink. And feel damn pleased with yourself.

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Hello, Monday.

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I’ve spent this summer traveling with the frequency and speed of a presidential candidate, and today is the first weekday in I can’t remember when that I’ve had for doing the kind of work I really love–writing and editing, baking and designing. I’m starting off with a long walk to Castle Island, then back here for my writing swap homework and a first attempt at some new cookie recipes– a German chocolate and a maple-oatmeal, I’m thinking. Ponytail is in. iPod is charged. Coffee is brewed. Will report back from the front with details. 

Woot.

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Five Good Things: Barn Jacket Edition

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1. Fall TV starting to come back. I wish I could be one of those  respectable literary-type people who is like, “I prefer reading Proust by candlelight to watching brain-rotting cable programming,” but you know what? My boyfriend works nights, candlelight hurts my eyes, and I freaking love television so much I would marry it if I could. So there. On the docket this fall: Glee, Bones, and The Office, for starters. Not to mention my fevered, glassy-eyed plow through Seasons 4 and 5 of Lost. I’m onto you, Juliet Burke. Don’t think I’m not. 

2. I got home from work on Wednesday night, and Tom had already made dinner. And a salad. And garlic bread. And he bought a bottle of pinot noir. I am not kidding you when I say it was better than Christmas and my birthday combined. Thanks Tom. You are a catch. 

3.  Ingrid Michaelson at the Paradise tonight! I know very, very little of her music, but I have never seen a bad show at this venue, so word. Plus I think there might be burritos involved.

4. Signing up for a winter CSA share, thus stretching the veg haul out through December (though I feel like we’ll probably be eating a terrifying amount of squash). Anybody out there know how to cook a whole pumpkin?

5. “Now is the season for action.” Heck yeah it is. Let’s move.

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This salad will make you popular.

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No seriously. People will like you if you make it for them. I used it to woo new/old friends (Hi Shana and Adrienne!) over the weekend. It’s super easy (as are all of my favoritest recipes), and there is pretty much no junk in it so you can feel good about yourself even if you eat thirds. Which I did. 

All you need:

4 ears of corn on the cob, boiled

2 bigass tomatoes, diced

1 can black beans, rinsed and drained

1/3 red onion, finely chopped

2 ripe avocados, peeled, seeded and chopped (not smashed!)

juice of one lime

salt and pepper to taste

 

What to do:

Slice the kernels off the corn, mix the whole shebang together in a big bowl, give it a squirt with the lime juice, season until it tastes good, and throw the whole thing in the fridge for an hour or so. You know what? Done.

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Small Pleasures

You guys.

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I’m obsessed with these podcasts. I can’t get enough of them. I love being privy to other people’s stories, on account of I am a writer-type and also on account of I am a voyeur. Go have a listen. Every episode is like three little bites of awesomeness. Three mini-muffins, if you will. 

Also Ira Glass is a cutie. 

There I said it.

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