On Thursday, we chatted about my favorite tea time ritual. There’s nothing I love quite as much as a good cup of Earl Grey. That is, unless it’s accompanied by a good scone. Read more
Perfect Scones
Tea Time
It doesn’t take a long-winded post to communicate the pleasure I find in simple things, so I’ll keep it short. Tea is amazing. It’s perfect for any mood, time of day or occasion. It’s somehow energizing and calming, all in one sip. And this is the routine I enjoy, when I have the time: Read more
The Coffee Shop Atmosphere I Dig
I want to send a well-deserved shoutout to Joe’s Coffee in University City. I’m sitting here between classes, as I often am when I want a good cuppa tea and don’t have the time to run back to my apartment. I sat down to work on a post, and started listening to Bob Dylan. That’s also a frequent occurrence. Some album in his catalog is always the perfect accompaniment to my mood and task.
The Imbibing Habits of Phryne Fisher
Grab a drink. We’re about to get a little bit rambly. Might I suggest that you skip ahead, make a White Lady, and then relax while you (hopefully) enjoy this post?
It was only a matter of time until I could no longer resist writing a post on Phryne Fisher, lady detective, of the book and TV series. First among the many reasons that I love her is that charming, larger-than-life personality. Add a considerable dash of intelligence to the mix, and you’ve got a sort of James Bond meets Sherlock Holmes character. But you can’t forget that she’s a very feminine kind of feminist, a flapper through and through. Regardless of what is deemed acceptable for a lady in 1928, Phryne Fisher does whatever she damn well pleases. She has the skills of James Bond and Sherlock Holmes, but uses them in a way that only a clever woman could. All the while, she proves that women are valuable and capable because of what distinguishes them from men. Read more
Where I Ought To Be 