Over the holidays, @joythebaker and I hosted a dinner for friends in the spirit of a traditionally New Orleans réveillon (sans the midnight mass). We drank and ate gumbo z’herbes and rabbit pot pie, and one-by-one I asked each person a question—some variation of either, “What’s one thing from 2018 you hope to carry in to the new year,” or “What’s something for which you’re currently grateful?” The questions were basic and the answers weren’t really surprising—collectively, we’re grateful for family, for growth, for our health, for re/discovering joy or personal strength. But each of these conversations also offered a reminder of how important it is to find gratitude and perspective, and to make time to simply listen to others. From @jdonenfeld: “Your time is only your own, and it’s yours to waste, or it’s yours to take advantage of

Over the holidays, @joythebaker and I hosted a dinner for friends in the spirit of a traditionally New Orleans réveillon (sans the midnight mass). We drank and ate gumbo z’herbes and rabbit pot pie, and one-by-one I asked each person a question—some variation of either, “What’s one thing from 2018 you hope to carry in to the new year,” or “What’s something for which you’re currently grateful?” The questions were basic and the answers weren’t really surprising—collectively, we’re grateful for family, for growth, for our health, for re/discovering joy or personal strength. But each of these conversations also offered a reminder of how important it is to find gratitude and perspective, and to make time to simply listen to others. From @jdonenfeld: “Your time is only your own, and it’s yours to waste, or it’s yours to take advantage of.” #grateful #reveillon #notfishing

Over the holidays, @joythebaker and I hosted a dinner for friends in the spirit of a traditionally New Orleans réveillon (sans the midnight mass). We drank and ate gumbo z’herbes and rabbit pot pie, and one-by-one I asked each person a question—some variation of either, “What’s one thing from 2018 you hope to carry in to the new year,” or “What’s something for which you’re currently grateful?” The questions were basic and the answers weren’t really surprising—collectively, we’re grateful for family, for growth, for our health, for re/discovering joy or personal strength. But each of these conversations also offered a reminder of how important it is to find gratitude and perspective, and to make time to simply listen to others. From @jdonenfeld: “Your time is only your own, and it’s yours to waste, or it’s yours to take advantage of2019-01-04T20:51:48+00:00

A lot of change in 2018, a lot of hustle, and a lot to be grateful for heading in to the new year. At the top of that list is Delta flight #835 and the TSA pre-check line, which brought @joythebaker into my life over summer. Also at the top, and in no particular order: friends, fishing and family. Laughter and levity. Personal space. A new city. Community. Incredible clients. And sourdough? It’s a long list. Happy new year, friends. Let’s cook and go fishing together even more in 2019!

A lot of change in 2018, a lot of hustle, and a lot to be grateful for heading in to the new year. At the top of that list is Delta flight #835 and the TSA pre-check line, which brought @joythebaker into my life over summer. Also at the top, and in no particular order: friends, fishing and family. Laughter and levity. Personal space. A new city. Community. Incredible clients. And sourdough? It’s a long list. Happy new year, friends. Let’s cook and go fishing together even more in 2019!

A lot of change in 2018, a lot of hustle, and a lot to be grateful for heading in to the new year. At the top of that list is Delta flight #835 and the TSA pre-check line, which brought @joythebaker into my life over summer. Also at the top, and in no particular order: friends, fishing and family. Laughter and levity. Personal space. A new city. Community. Incredible clients. And sourdough? It’s a long list. Happy new year, friends. Let’s cook and go fishing together even more in 2019!2018-12-31T23:00:07+00:00

Looks like winter, but it was 65 degrees and I was paddling hard to try and outrun the mosquitos.

Looks like winter, but it was 65 degrees and I was paddling hard to try and outrun the mosquitos.

Looks like winter, but it was 65 degrees and I was paddling hard to try and outrun the mosquitos.2018-12-31T05:18:03+00:00
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