Mis-Self-Perception
Uncovering the fallacy of my perceived perfection through the surprising discovery of less-than-perfect grades among my accolades and embracing the possibilities of redefining success and happiness in my life.
Read MoreHeather is an essayist, editor, CMO, mommy, and wife seeking stillness while in a state
of nearly constant motion. She lives, walks, and eats in the greatest city in the world: Chicago.
Uncovering the fallacy of my perceived perfection through the surprising discovery of less-than-perfect grades among my accolades and embracing the possibilities of redefining success and happiness in my life.
Read MoreJudy Blume's novels and the likes of "To Kill a Mockingbird" shaped my world. These stories, now often challenged, underscore the ongoing fight for the freedom to read and grow.
Read MoreAmidst the whirlwind of motherhood, I found a forgotten stack of my children's artwork, each piece a cherished reminder of stages passed. It's a journey through memories, both heartwarming and bittersweet.
Read MoreMy mother wrote letters to my grandmother almost weekly for many years; her perfect handwriting documented the quotidian events raising the four of us in the decades before email and the internet. They were carefully saved, and recently my mom sent one to me, dated September 13, 1977. In it, she writes about the days leading up to my first day of kindergarten.
Read MoreDoomscrolling is SOOO July. Do you remember July? China started sending us random seeds, Ghislaine Maxwell was finally arrested (we do not wish her the best), and Trump wore a mask in public for the first time, and it wasn't even Halloween. So. Brave.
Read MoreI noticed that even though my cookbook shelf was full, it was dominated by white authors and western-European cuisine. As someone who embraces new food, new experiences, I was embarrassed by the glaring omissions of the culinary foundations of American cooking on the shelf. Time for more change.
Read MoreI have always had my doubts about people who don’t like to eat. Is my son one of those people? Someone who eats the same, monotonous thing every day, for his whole life and doesn’t think twice about it? Who never takes risks, never tries anything new, ever? Someone who eats McDonald’s in France?
Read MoreBabies are not good at communication. Beyond malodorous clues, the new little person that I was suddenly responsible for was really terrible at telling me how things were going. For those of us who thrive on positive reinforcement, this was frustrating.
Read MoreBaking bread allows me to do all the things I love: Create, experiment, explore, and make people happy by feeding them.
Read MoreWhen you look at old pictures, what do you see? Is it perfection, or potential?
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