You are what you eat — a phrase we’ve undoubtedly heard countless times. A mom-endorsed slogan that, although over-used, still rings true. But we eat so much more than food. The media we read, the sights we see around us everyday, the experiences we feel, all of these things consume us too, or rather, we consume them. Like our food, these things sustain us, nourish us…
The Moment When Things Fall Together
I think it’s something like a universal fact of life that when you finally let something go, it comes back two-fold. It seems that whenever we want something too bad the little cogs and wheels of the world halt. “Oh wait a minute, her level of wanting has exceeded the threshold, all engines shut down!” (Yeah, because that’s how I see it in my head. You…
The Unwritten Guide to Coffee & Cake: Amsterdam | Concerto
Welcome to the second installment of Coffee & Cake in Amsterdam. Today’s cafe find satiates not only your coffee craving and sweet tooth but also your ear drums. That’s because my next cafe discovery is housed inside of an expansive music store. With every record imaginable and loads of cds (for those of us who still use cds? anyone?), you can drift for hours discovering…
People From Behind
There’s something about seeing people from behind. A picture where people’s backs are facing you is somehow more interesting than when their faces are visible. When you don’t have the whole picture, there is intrigue. There is a feeling of mystery and an alluring veil of the unknown. You are left to wonder about their stories. How long have they known each other? Look at…
The Unwritten Guide to Coffee & Cake: Amsterdam | Overtoom, 301
There are few things I love more than coffee and cake. People always say it is the little things in life that make you happy, and for me this couldn’t be more true, especially if there is food involved. Give me a cup of tasty coffee and a slice of something sweet, and I can check the box of daily contentment. Now that I am…
What To Do With Restless Feelings
When I’m inside with nowhere to be, I welcome the rain. The gray pitter patter eases my mind and gives me an excuse to lounge around the house all day. But when the sun shines through, littering the floor with shards of light, it makes me antsy. Unlike a cat who can bask all day in that warm square on the rug, I am not…