
Some of the roses in the backyard, Brooklyn.

Some of the roses in the backyard, Brooklyn.


Bathroom fixtures in Jackie Robinson’s old house (currently on the market + very nice, if you have a couple of million to spare; the listing is with Ban at Halstead).

Road trip. Somewhere in rural Vermont (or maybe New York).

Roses at my Brooklyn house.
I’ve never previously been able to keep any sort of plant alive. This garden thrives regardless of any effort on my part.

My peonies are blooming!

The garden is officially free of poison ivy!
Next week: building boxes and moving plants around. Which is probably called landscaping.
It’s like I’m a real grownup or something.

This pickling thing is out of control.



I don’t find cooking difficult. I just find it tedious.
That however is no excuse for, well, anything.
My irritable but diligent attempts to make coeliac safe pickles, kimchi, and ramen were definitely successful.

My first attempt at baking gluten free bread.
Easier than expected– baking is more like a fun science experiment than a boring household chore. Also: gluten free bread! And it tastes… like bread! I haven’t had bread in months!