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It’s fig season, let’s eat some figs

and grapes

That fluff in the front is mascarpone cheese with brown sugar mixed in, a darned delight.


When I walked into Anthropologie last week and the entire place smelled like fig, I just about lost it. I felt I had walked into my heart’s true home, but it wasn’t, it’s a store, people don’t live there, Shin Ae, no one gets to live there.

Anyway, a candle came home with me. It’s very good.


We’re having a gloomy day and maybe a tornado. Are you? Please do something nice for yourself, you deserve it.