life
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So, yeah, this summer… that was a thing. Hampton and I both ended the spring with some killer shows and then it was all, well, life as usual. Snuggly puppies, tv, and lots of other people’s recipes. I may be in the midst of books 99 and 100 of the year, but there have been…
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The end of rehearsals has meant a return to cooking. Like, the kind of cooking we enjoy, not just getting food on the table. I won’t bore you with alllllll the daily details (yet), but there have been a few standouts the past few weeks. — Orange-Chili Glazed Pork Tenderloin with Carrot Pesto and Grilled…
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We are a week and change away from life returning to normal… err, the most recent normal? So let’s play catch up. Food has still been a bit hit and miss due to rehearsals and gigs. Recent highlights: — the cheater’s Spanish tortilla: did this for a brunch party with the recommended prosciutto and piquillos…
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“The unborn” are a convenient group of people to advocate for. They never make demands of you; they are morally uncomplicated, unlike the incarcerated, addicted, or the chronically poor; they don’t resent your condescension or complain that you are not politically correct; unlike widows, they don’t ask you to question patriarchy; unlike orphans, they don’t…
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Two days ago I impromptuly signed up for a 5k for Triad Health Project two days from now thanks to the cultural committee at my dayjob. It’s for Ron Johnson Red Ribbon Week, and ending HIV. This issue has been important to me since my teenage years (thanks, RENT), but it wasn’t ‘til college that…
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I try not to talk about my day job because I don’t want them held responsible for the things I say politically or the things I do theatrically. But this time: they asked me to do something theatrical. So this is on them. I just directed my first readers theater-style show: there was limited staging…
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I meant to share this weeks ago, but… whoops? So, here we go. Instead of doing the writing I should be doing for a paycheck. On a Saturday night. Good times at Flat 493. Ann-as-salad 🥗 — watermelon radishes: rarely seen out and about here in Winston-Salem — grilled shishito peppers: perhaps overdone, but also…
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I’m participating in another August Break from Susannah Conway on Instagram. I’ve really come to appreciate these times of focus every few months. Saturday’s prompt was “glass”, which tied in perfectly with this silly story from Saturday… which I’m only now sharing here on Monday. You don’t follow me for timeliness. ——– On my way…
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Jene is my pretend big sister. Not as in an imaginary friend, but because when I was little she thought I was hers — and I thought I was her. Our mothers and my grandmother were very good friends, all about 10 years apart. The summer I was six and Jene 11, we went to…
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For the past few years, I’ve picked a word-of-the-year. 2020’s was “celebrate”. #hindsight2020 I’ve decided that 2021’s is to be “good”. As in “don’t let perfect be the enemy of”. As such, here are some things worth celebrating, to wrap up the year of celebrations that weren’t: — I read 107 books in 2020. —…
Ann Davis-Rowe 