Well, here I am, writing a blog and I’m jumping in all the way. I hope this is a place where you are inspired to hang some art on your walls, put delicious food on your table, and most of all share that beauty with your neighbors. Opening the front door, gathering together, and loving the people right in front of us are joyful endeavors, and efforts not lost. “Small deeds done are better than great deeds planned.” My home, my table, and the people I welcome into it are simple starting points for nurturing life. I often see little instagram vignettes of idyllic homes and wonder how I myself can create that, or why it feels out of reach but here I hope to give valuable, tangible insights to you for actually enriching your home and your life, one small detail at a time.
Art for your walls
I am an artist and I am creating something every day of my life—whether it be a meal with little bits-and-bobs of color/flavor, a painting of blossoming flowers and textures, a geometric quilt with which to snuggle and read books to my children, or a total rearrangement of my whole house to improve the function and form. When I’m creating, I feel such liveliness and energy. But THEN, when I am able to create something to share, something to bring light to someone around me, that is when I am invigorated and motivated to keep going. We were meant to make, create, and enliven the world around us. We were meant to nurture the gifts in our hands. SO here I hope to offer some inspiration for you to do just that.
As an artist, I will release weekly prints for you to consider framing for your own home. Aren’t we always in search of little beautiful things to look at and enjoy? Well, here you can always find a little happy painting and perhaps one of them will speak to you and find its way into your home.
Food for your table
As a mother, the food that I set in front of my family is so important. It’s a tangible way I can nourish my family and energize my own body. Furthermore, I have always loved the way food can create memories, can inspire creativity and can simply satisfy. I have concrete memories across the table from my husband, enjoying mouth-watering food and deep conversation. We have traveled together and had our “minds blown” by the food we have found along the way. Those journeys and trips have expanded my delight in the flavors of the cultures I observed. Roman pasta unlike anything I’ve ever tasted, Smorrebrod with more than a dozen layers of flavor, Spanish tapas fit for a party, couscous to feed a Friday crowd, and a tribal stew that fueled me enough to climb a mountain. I am so in love with the memories around food that I have, and how it has inspired my creative mind.
In college I studied ancient languages and found that language was a window into the world of the writer/speaker. Similarly, I have found that food tells a story and allows us to learn and to understand places and people different than us. We are all human, all in need of simple sustenance, and all carriers of the memories of our own cultural flavors. If I say “dunkaroos” to a certain crowd, I would unlock a smile, a small chuckle, and immediately take them back to the playground where everyone coveted such snacks. If I say “Nonna’s Pasta Pot” or “Grandma Bobbie’s Mashed Potatoes,” some of us feel certain memories well-up, or smells, and a sense of comfort. From here gratitude often follows. It can be as simple as a snack, or as complex as those Christmas tamales, days in the making. Food is a window into the world and a joy to learn about. It breaks down barriers when shared with others, and allows people who are acquaintences to become friends.
Here I will share some of the food from my own table, and hopefully inspire you to try some it if and create some flavors of your own.
inspo for your next gathering
Whenever I have experienced such memorable foods, works of art, or travels, often the very first thing that comes to mind is, “Gosh, I wish I could show this to my sister,” or “Oh, my mom and dad would love this!” Often what I learn I bring home and try to emulate so that I can do just that—share it with those I love. After a few months in Morocco, I came home with my own silver teapot and sought to make mint tea just like my friend in Al Hoceima taught me. I gathered my three closest friends around the living room and served them tea while I shared about all that I had learned. If I could bottle up a little cafe in Rome, or the smokey open fire in PNG just to share its joy with my family, I would.
I also have found that many people feel quite a bit of pressure or stress about having people over for a meal, even if its a meal they know and love. In my early twenties, I often invited people over but found it difficult to use my imagination with what to cook. I had one good chili recipe, and it was my main go-to for gatherings, especially because it was easily dairy-free (and gluten free!). I tweaked this and that, starting with combining two handwritten recipe cards into something that was my own, then slowly added ingredients as I cooked alongside my friends. Now, I think I’ve had enough chili to last a lifetime. You could say I’m on a “chili break.” But at the time, it was tried-and-true, and I needed something I could count on. Similarly in my early twenties, I remember feeling a little silly whenever I would add little touches of fancy to a gathering. I didn’t want to come across showy, and felt that a laid back approach was more welcoming. In any case it usually is, however there was a part of me that wanted to dote on my friends and make a simple night something fancy, just for the fun of it.
A glimmer of candlelight and a humble handful of fresh flowers is like the little black dress of evening get-togethers. An earthy stew, or an elevated steak dinner, or even just a platter-full of chocolate chip cookies suddenly feels like a something intentional when a few candles are lit, and some lovely flowers grace the room.
All that being said, I hope this is a place that inspires you to create a space full off warmth and hospitality, no matter the occasion. I hope I can give you some fun tools to make gathering a little more easy, with a little more flair.
A Little Light
All of this to say, Welcome to my Little House in New Jersey. I am glad you’re here. Whether you’re looking to welcome others into your home, or you find yourself weary and needing to be welcomed yourself, I seek to inspire you and welcome you in. These lyrics are often on my mind and they ring true for what I hope to do.
Lost and weary traveler
Searchin' for the way to go
Stranger, heavy-hearted
Longin' for someone to know
May you find a light
May you find a light
May you find a light to guide you home
There are weary travelers
Searchin' everywhere you go
Strangers who are searchin'
Longin' deeply to be known
May you find a light
May you find a light
May you find a light to guide you home
May you find a light
May you find a light
May you find a light to guide you home