chelswhytePizzelle and puzzles make for an okay rainy Sunday afternoon. These pieces are so pretty, I almost don't want to put together the puzzle, but it's Seurat's La Grande Jatte, so it'll be gorgeous when it's done, too.2d
chelswhytePrepping Persian spices. Clockwise from the top left: sheved (dill weed), shanbalileh (fenugreek), tareh (dried leeks), and limoo amani (dried sour limes). It smells like my childhood in my kitchen right now.3d
minorjive Yum. Any good Persian food in Boston?
chelswhyte I'm sure there is, but having grown up with home cooked Persian food, I'm a total snob and don't enjoy eating at Persian restaurants, so I never know what to recommend. Sorry!
chelswhyteDad sent me and Mom a little care package that included these little Persian sweets that translate to "sequin candies". They're just little flat discs of sugar that taste very lightly of honey. Yum.3d
chelswhyteFirst REAL meal since I had the surgery. My awesome coworker Joe made the red sauce, and my mom (who is the best living cook I know) cannot stop gushing about how awesome it is. "This is like a restaurant sauce!" "And I thought I was a good cook! My sauce is nowhere near this good!" Thanks a million, Joe.4d
chelswhyteI met Angela's pup, Freddie, yesterday. He's named after Freddie Mercury, which means I only want to sing Queen lyrics to him, but with all the lyrics changed into dog lyrics: "I'm just a poor pup, I need no sympathy," or "Dog knows, I want to break free," or "Can anybody find me some puppy to love." I could go on and on.2w