Month: May 2016

Scenes from Austin, Texas.

Posted on
May 23, 2016
4
Posted in: Photos, Top Ten

I liked it. A lot. More than I thought I would. I get ideas about cities. I know, I know – that’s wrong. You shouldn’t formulate an opinion about a place before you’ve even visited. My favorite show right now is called Scrotal Recall. That revelation alone means that I should know better than to…

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New Orleans, Then and Now

Posted on
May 10, 2016
Posted in: Random Musings

Rand knows how much I hate change. He teases me about it, saying I’m the only die-hard liberal who gets angry when she has to alter her routine. “I don’t hate progress,” I explain. I am excited by advancements in feminism and LGBTQ rights and Harriet Tubman on the $20 bill. But I will rage…

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Rejected Subtitles for My Memoir

Posted on
May 5, 2016
9
Posted in: Book

Two exciting things happened yesterday. The first is that I signed my contract for my book deal. Which means my book is actually getting published, and the last few months haven’t been some weird fever dream. (Though I suppose that this could all be part of the fever dream, too. At which point I’d just…

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  • It's all about the cropping. #boop #thisagain #randaldineselfie #selfiesonaplane
  • Dinner with these handsome fools.
  • Finished products. Feeling pretty darn pleased.
  • One of us is not doing a good job of handling the prospect of returning home.
  • Staring from the stairs. Seriously, all hotels need to be built in old monasteries, don't @ me.
  • Him: Take my arm.

Me: *incoherent giggling*
  • It is incredibly hard to capture how incredible our hotel in Canelli is. It was once a monastery, and monks lived here for a hundred years. The halls echo, the ceilings are vaulted, and we eat breakfast in an old stone cellar.
  • A bit of Michelin starred magic this evening. Veal cheeks with onions, foraged salad, tajarin with loads of truffles, and a chocolate soufflé. And then she threw her pants out the window.
  • Rooftops in Barbarello.
  • Foggy rooftops in Canelli. We're staying at a hotel that was once a monastery above this little town.

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