I’ve been thinking a lot about signs of change. I first pondered it in my simple ceramic coffee mug, my personal signal that the weekend has arrived. Gone is the weekday on-the-go Yeti cup, replaced by something that reminds me it’s finally time to slow down. I see it in the lone yellow branch outside… Read More changes and dolmades
You might as well put a revolving door on our house, because we have been visitor CENTRAL this Spring. It’s taken us some time to recover and reflect on our social season, but despite our exhaustion, our overall sentiment is: please come back. We can’t even begin to explain how much it meant to have… Read More revolving doors and stuffed dates
Mother’s Day is a right of passage. I didn’t understand this until I found myself actually looking forward to the holiday. It was as though I had finally been granted access to an exclusive club I didn’t even realize I wanted access to. The Mother’s Day Club. It’s a club most well-known for its breakfasts… Read More mother’s day and tzatziki
It’s been a week of milestones in the Frels household. Within a single week, we celebrated 10 years as a couple and 6 months as parents. And with only a little bit of effort, each milestone was recognized with its due significance. On April 20th, we enlisted our friend Mary Anne to spend the evening… Read More milestones and okonomiyaki
Anticipation. It’s that feeling you get when you know a package is on its way. Or when you peek over the precipice of a particularly steep ski run. Or those pre-trip jitters that keep you from sleeping before your flight the next morning. Or when some of your favorite people in the world are slated… Read More anticipation and posole
To all of the parents who had children before I did, I’m sorry. I’m sorry I wasn’t excited for your baby shower. I’m sorry I didn’t offer to watch your kiddo or vacuum your floors in those first few months. I’m sorry I barged in on you unannounced expecting everything to be the same. I’m… Read More meal trains and peanut noodles
