the kitchen is my safest place. i lean on the fact i am always aware of how much vanilla extract is in the pantry, or where i can find my favorite spoon. the weight of an empty baking dish is always the same as i lug it from a cupboard, and filling it with something is a small triumph in a stream of uncertainty. the kitchen is whatever i need it to be--sometimes i go to focus, sometimes to escape. there is always music. there is always something to be done. and at the end of the day, there is something to eat, even when there isn't an answer.
b.b. king - how blue can you get? (live in cook county jail) - listen
m. ward - here comes the sun again - listen
nina simone - i want sugar a little sugar in my bowl - listen
bon iver - re: stacks -listen
massive attack - paradise circus - listen
megafaun - bonnie's song - listen
four tet - she just likes to fight -listen
lykke li - i know places - listen
notes:
* all images from march 21, 2011. all songs from a stack of albums from the del mar public library or pulled from my iPod