42. Humbling Hummus

Humbling Hummus The mental energy it took to plan for the following two weeks was almost as exhausting as physical energy it would take to carry out my upcoming tasks. Preparing for the fundraiser consumed almost all of my free time and what was leftover was reserved for marathon training. I had to come up…

41. Magnanimous Meyer Lemon Cake

Marty picked me up at noon. I wore a black and white polka dotted dress and black heels that were cute but didn’t feel good to wear. “You look nice,” he said, surprised, as I climbed into the passenger side of his car. “Thank you,” I smiled. I wasn’t sure if I’d ever worn a…

36. New Beginning Brioche

Still aglow from my Valentine’s Day, I jetted off that weekend to visit my cousin and her new baby in San Francisco. Though we’re all rooted on the East Coast, three of my closest cousins somehow landed in California. It seemed I was the only one in the midwest.. How they all got there was…

35. Vexing Valentine Cookies

I emerged from my pile of pillows and blankets only to find a messy apartment. I still had a handle of Jameson sitting on top of my refrigerator — three-quarters full. I’ll quit when I’m finished with that, I reasoned. But I didn’t want to have another drink. I didn’t want to have another hangover….

34. Terror Pie

I opened my email to discover joy on Monday. In it: a lively missive from Bea, my Australian wayfaring friend who made a two-year pit stop in Columbus to get her PhD. She had a special request for me. She wanted me to cater a fundraising event for her non-profit that provides therapy to children…

33. Bumbling Cheesecake

With unwarranted enthusiasm, Lena and Bryan extended an invitation to me and Marty for dinner and cards. Having a romantic interest that my friends actually liked was a bit of a struggle for me to find. Marty was definitely someone I could bring around and socialize with. If I had to look into the future,…

30. Sensitive Cinnamon Rolls

“Hello, beautiful woman,” he welcomed me. “You look so tired,” I said. “Yeah. I’ve been napping, working and napping.” I took the booze and cigarettes and set them down on the counter in the kitchen. Burton followed me into the kitchen and poured us two whiskeys. He swaddled me with his limbs as we collapsed…