A Recipe for Disaster

I had the most delicious homemade hummus the other day. It was the right texture, not too creamy, but not grainy. Garlicky and salty. I'm licking my lips just thinking about it. I wish I could say that it was homemade by me, but it wasn't. A half-Lebanese girl made it. The sad part is … Continue reading A Recipe for Disaster

Sanctification on a Schwinn

My aunt and I used to go biking a lot. We've biked back country gravel roads and paved suburban pathways, hilly river terrain and flat farmland byways.  We've biked until our legs couldn't even hold us up when we got off the bike to rest.  (When we first started biking, that point was after a … Continue reading Sanctification on a Schwinn