Yesterday, I posted a photo of this cake on my Instagram (stories of course, because regular feed is oh-so-yesterday – but it does not escape me that Instagram itself is oh-so-yesterday because the kids of today are all tik-tokking and I am definitely (a) not cool enough (b) too old (c) too lazy (d) all of the above to do that). 

Anyway, posted on my Insta. Someone who I only met maybe 6 months ago replies “U bake?” and I was like well duh have you not seen my blo– HOLY SHIT I HAVE NOT BLOGGED IN ALMOST TWO YEARS!

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As a parent, you typically have two moods which directly impact the way you view your kids. First one, you’re pretty free, you feel like you could cuddle or play with your kid: in this case, they’re super cute. Second one, you’re really busy doing whatever it is you’re doing: here, they’re a pain in the ass. That pretty much sums up my relationship with both my kids for the better part of 7 years now.

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Happy Easter, everyone! Wow, I don’t even know where to begin with this post. I could just ignore all the crazy that’s going on and be like hey guys, how cute are these meringue kisses?? Or I could open the floodgates to all the thoughts I have about this situation – from the actual disease, to the number infected and number of deaths, our economy, our hospitality and arts friends, to the essential workers and frontline staff who put everything on the line every single day, to isolation and home schooling and our collective loss of sanity, to cancelled birthday parties and much anticipated holidays, to goddamn virtual funerals and new babies who can’t be cuddled, to heart break and tears and hope and unity and for once in history, we as one are all in the same boat, all battling the same enemy.

I don’t know if you want me to open those floodgates.

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pear and cinnamon cake

This is going to be too much info for y’all non-parents but for parents, this is everyday, even dinner, conversation: Sofi does not poop regularly. When they say that once you have kids, you obsess over their shitting and eating, they were not kidding. But as you know, Sofi has that eating side sorted (see #sofieatingface) so it’s just the former I have to worry about.

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Momofuku Ko is an OG and gargantuan in NYC’s fine dining scene, and the epitome of our eating during our recent trip to NYC. Not only was the trip a belated 40th present to me, we dined on 27 December, notably the date that we got married seven years earlier, right here in NYC.

Where do I even start?

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matcha pecan brownies

Something for you to ponder if you have waaaaay too much time on your hands: I made these yesterday and christened them matcha brownies. Yes – brownies – but someone pointed out that actually, are these not blondies? Because, they’re not brown? But wait, they aren’t blonde either, technically, so are they actually greenies? Hmm. I don’t know. To-mah-to, to-may-to. Anyway, I don’t care what you call them, they’re still delicious.

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