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Kissable Lip Scrub
So many ways of kissing. So many ways of being kissed. Unfortunately, chilly wind and blazing sun wreak havoc on even the plumpest lips. Whether you’ve been on the slopes, relaxing in the sand, or (more often) running errands downtown, treat yourself to a gentle lip scrub to get rid of that dry, chapped feeling. With three simple culinary ingredients, you are on your way to being even more kissable. Lately I’ve been feeling like even natural products have too many ingredients. The lists are long, and I find myself deciphering their purposes. How many botanical extracts really are necessary in one shampoo? I consider this lip scrub to be…
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Recipe for Romance
Image: Sandro Botticelli / Birth of Venus Food and love are intertwined in beautiful and surprising ways. Leading up to Valentine’s Day, I’ll be talking about just that in a series of Recipe for Romance classes. Join me in person to learn about historic aphrodisiacs, food myths and facts, and inspiration for intimate gatherings as we explore the art and science of romantic meals. Dates are listed on the Thirsty Radish Facebook page, and if you don’t see a location near you, I can set up a private class for your group or even kitchen coaching for yourself. Please contact me to discuss all the class options that are available.…
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Pumpkin Season
October has been heavy with heat and rain. I have wondered if it will ever burst forth more goldenrod and cinnamon than gray. Sometimes it seems too weak to break away from summer’s tight grip, at other times too sluggish to progress toward winter. So many of us crave sun-ripened berries. Saltwater is enough to justify a getaway. It’s so easy that there isn’t even a dance. Summer months show up, and we find ourselves dizzied by its offerings. As for October, he has a bit of a challenge. You can’t sink your teeth into acorn squash like you do with a ripe tomato. Sure, we can still find ripe…
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Hands
“…they kneaded and twisted and unknowingly squeezed youth back up through their veins…” – From “Making Taralli” – a poem of mine originally pushed in Ginosko Literary Journal The women in my family have beautiful hands. Of all their pleasing qualities, this is the one that fascinated me as a child. Well-formed and graceful, not to be confused with delicate, they are the type of hands that served, cooked, and too often were wrung together over loss. As they worked with dough or arranged chicken in a stock pot, their plump skin defined my notions of age in such a way that I found it difficult even to remember the…
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No Eggs Before Noon
For a new relationship or simply the day, the beginning is important. The hook. The tone. One thing that will not hook me into a beautiful morning is a plate full of eggs. Sure, I love a delicious eggs Benedict, but it struck me while breaking a gorgeous yolk that my eggs are never on the table in the AM hours…even at a restaurant. I don’t eat eggs before noon. As Americans, high protein breakfasts are pushed on us all the time. Even if it’s not eggs, we are encouraged to find ways to amp up the protein in our oatmeal or to feel quite guilty until lunchtime. Yet with…
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