CURRENTLY READING
Wendell Berry poetry collection! The way I love this man requires some sort of action figure or lego set – it can only be compared to how an 8-year-old boy loves Spiderman. I definitely want to knock off some Wendell Berry fiction in 2026. But when the Wendell non-fiction is this delectable, it's hard to hop off the wave and pick up Jayber Crow (don't worry, I still have Jayber on hold).
WHAT'S FOR DINNER?
A big stinking pot of honeynut squash, lentil, and spinach dal. A true concoction made from the horrors of my mind, and it came out looking like an enrichment meal for zoo penguins. It's delicious against all odds.