51 stories by "Leigh Hile"
Check it out! I'm starting a new blog:foodrulesforreals.blogspot.comEarlier in the year, I mentioned that at the end of January, this blog would go into retirement " or at least hibernation…
I'm about to do something that I usually don't do on this blog: I'm going to make a personal plea.Here's the deal. Because I just don't think it's enough to be working at Farm and Table and…
Until recently, I've been sort of at a loss as to what to do with my love of food and my investment in making and eating food more mindfully. I love to cook, but don't want to go to culinar…
On January 31st, Susan G. Komen for the Cure announced that it would halt grants to Planned Parenthood.I know this because on the 31st my Facebook page was saturated with the news. In the n…
On Tuesday of this week, I showed up to BikeABQ's first meeting of 2012, with no idea what to expect.Volunteering for the advocacy group has been slow-going so far. Soon after volunteering …
One night, not long before I moved to Albuquerque, I cooked a sort of goodbye feast for me and my ex-boyfriend. The meal was made from the spoils of a day up on Arthur Ave, and contained un…
(Or: Lessons That Should Have Been Fairly Obvious, But Somehow Weren't.)The lesson? Get off your ass and go out and talk to people.I've been spending a lot of quality time with a cup of cof…
It's a new year and a new slate, and I'm starting it out the traditional way - with a look back at this blog over the past year, and some subsequent thoughts about the future. The year star…
Biking?Of all things, biking is a new and altogether unexpected discovery. When I decided, upon returning to Albuquerque, to ride my bike everywhere in an effort to save 1) money, 2) the en…
I'm taking an immediate break from my new task to find what I love to do in order to tell you why Breaking Dawn was the worst movie I've ever seen in my entire life. That is not a hyperbole…
Something I read while meandering the interwebs struck me recently. I thought it was from this inspirational poster: But I guess I'm reading/latching on to way more inspirational garble th…
Look up and just a little to the left. Unless you're reading this from an RSS feed (in which case, hey, thanks for adding me) you're going to see a little picture of a yellow rose wind…
In the end, though, it doesn't matter whether New York was a toxic prison or spiritual haven or both. It's New York. It simply is.One of my favorite books is the Time Traveler's …
On Saturday, September 25th, I shut the door and switched off the lights for the very last time in the place I've called my home for the past four and a half years.After we left, Andrew and …
Slowly but surely, I'm coming out of my fog and getting back into my old groove. The first loose end I want to tie up here: finishing my little manifesto on Twitter. A little over a mo…
Well, I did it. I came back. I don't think I really believed I would do it until I stepped of the plane in Albuquerque. Maybe I still don't believe it. I have a hard time w…
Last night, after seeing his wonderful show in the Philly Fringe, I went out for a drink with my friend Ben along with the rest of the cast and crew. "What's going on?" he asked me.&nb…
Our downstairs neighbors are gone. Evicted -- I saw the notice go up on their door at the beginning of August, and now, at the beginning of September, they have long disappeared. I've been…
Here's a thing that happened to me during the Lab, that I meant to write about but didn't, because, you know, my life had been swallowed. On the evening second day off, after nearly 13 days…
This afternoon, I told my sister news which I've known to be true for almost a year, and still the telling of it made me want to double over and breathe into a paper bag. Yes, I'm leaving N…
I saw Cowboys and Aliens last week at the drive-in movies in New Jersey. It was my first drive-in movie experience, and despite the beautiful immensity of the movie projected in front of da…
On Sunday afternoon a friend and I traveled out on a whim to the Nassau County Museum of Art. The museum is currently displaying the work of photographer Richard Avedon, much of which quite…
This happened a few months ago, and somehow slipped through the cracks, but I feel it's still significant enough to mention:The dead-dog urban legend has once again been spotted!That's right…
With my waitressing days behind me, as I stumble into the next phase of my life, I'm beginning to suspect that the name of this transition time is: Babysitting. In fact, as I type, I have o…
I once heard this spoken by one of the members of the Women's Project labs (forgive me, I can't remember who). I was just out of college at that time, and happened to be lucky enough to bri…
