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Nobody I’d rather be on this hell diet with. Mark made pork tenderloin tonight, with garlic and thyme. I contributed blueberry sauce, and we roasted a Japanese sweet potato and some broccoli to go with. Best meal I’ve had all week. #aip
I bought art today! This piece by Storm Print City — featuring manhole covers superimposed on a map of the CTA —called to me this morning from the window of Sacred Art, and it stayed with me all day until I went back for it. It’s now hanging in our entry way, a space that has been starved for a spark of life for months. The bright colors play perfectly with the hot-pink oriental rug just beyond the entry in the dining room. This one was worth the wait.
Greek chicken with garlic, lemon peel, oregano, and spearmint; roasted broccoli; mashed purple sweet potato. They’re starchier than regular sweet potatoes — not sure how I feel about them. #aip
@lisa_pugliese and I found red bananas at Whole Foods yesterday, and I decided to buy one and find out what it tastes like. It’s like a baby plantain! So I made tostones topped with sea salt @hollyworthy and @tbates99 brought me back from the Pacific Northwest. This is my bird-food lunch.
#teambrix surveys the wintry landscape before...going back to bed.
You sure are pretty, Chicago ❄️
A girlfriend all the way in Montana managed to brighten my day in the most surprising way! Anne sent me a care package with a tea narwhal, some beautiful rooibos, throat lozenges, and a sweet card. Thank you, friend. I feel so loved! #hopeyoufindyourdad
Missing our fabulous Amsterdam hotel! Butterflies everywhere.
The Sickness™️ did ultimately hit me, though it waited until the afternoon of our last full day in Amsterdam — and it brought the pain with a vengeance. Yesterday’s flights home were the worst travel experience I’ve ever had — God bless the lady in the red jacket at customs who let us jump the line, and the agent who got me a wheelchair ☠️☠️ I barely finished my Thai food before passing out at 5:30 p.m. I slept for 15 hours. I’m hoping rest and wholesome food can help me clear this on my own — oh, and a little help from my personal medical team, Robitussin and Dr. River.
Tried ‘em. Lived up to the hype and then some. (I didn’t know there was hype; it’s around the corner from our hotel!) #Repost @vanstapele ・・・ Did you know that when the shop opened we only had one oven, five employees and baked 300 cookies on a good day. Now, five years later, we use three ovens, work with a team of 30 employees and bake on the average 2200 cookies a day. A huge thank you to all of you who made this possible, we are looking forward to the next five years!
A quick glass of wine in De Pijp — Glouglou is open for lunch now, Amsterdam! — before heading back to the hotel for a nap. The Usual Sickness is setting in, but at least it waited until our last day.
Pata negra with olives, tomato bread, and manchego; fresh spring rolls with steamed shrimp, cilantro, and mint; steamed barbecue pork buns and shrimp and pork dumplings we ate too fast to photograph. International lunch grazing is the best.
Morning in Amsterdam. Had our savory Dutch pancake, met a cat, saw a rainbow. Y’know, normal Holland stuff.
Seriously. Every time I turn a corner it’s some infuriatingly, rapturously adorable scene like this.