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Clear filtersMay 23, 2010
I'm trying to legitimize my urge to play with my food, take photos, and make movies. I think my film is a good start in that direction.
May 3, 2010
weekends = brunch. brunch = love. and brunch + love? perfect.
March 22, 2010
When you visit Oberlin, you must eat at the Feve. The Feve isn't just a restaurant -- it's an experience.
November 13, 2009
Right before I left for summer vacation, my Facebook status read, 'Zoë goes to the coolest church ever.'
October 29, 2009
Shishta-who? Shishta-where? Shishta-how? Shishta-wouk! (And many other tasty things.)
October 20, 2009
The drugs, plus several more days of going to bed at grandma hours, eventually cured me.
September 7, 2009
Yard sales, integrating into the Oberlin community, and the hunt for the perfect antique desk.
August 10, 2009
In this post: two apologies, meta-blogging, Rust Belt aesthetics, an Oberlin vignette, pacts with readers, and overwrought prose.
July 25, 2009
Keeping in the vein of keeping my blog Oberlin-centric, even if I'm a few thousand miles removed, I'm going to do a run down of local food things I like to play with, in Oberlin industrial kitchens and Hawaiian home kitchens. Kitchens are my playgrounds, but with infinitely more sharp objects and dangerous things the average kid shouldn't play with.
July 5, 2009
Until this summer, I'd never spent a full day in Cleveland. It was time to change that. It was time to get to know Cleveland, to see if I wanted to deepen our relationship.
June 3, 2009
There's a flower shop on S. Main that writes a different name on their sign every day, and if you are blessed with that particular name, you get a free flower. I had never seen my own name until this past Commencement.