Autumn’s Breathtaking Sparkle

By Monica Comas / October 5, 2025 /
The light of autumn positively sparkles

September. Late-summer tomatoes lasted until the end of the month. Cool mornings whispered of days to come. Afternoons still felt steamy. Leaves, a mere scattering, drifted ever so softly to the ground. Sunlight glimmered, felt both warm and a winding-down at the same time. Nights rolled up earlier. Mornings arrived later. September, always a month…

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Savoring Summer’s Magic

By Monica Comas / August 8, 2025 /
Summer hydrangeas to savor.

  Here We Are It’s August, and I’m taking my time in appreciating the season…the way the sky softens then brightens early, how the sunlight lingers late into the evening. These are special days. The produce is abundant. Every piece of fruit is juicy. Tomatoes are plentiful (beyond plentiful!). It’s a hot, lazy time of…

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Dazzling Summer Joy

By Monica Comas / June 25, 2025 /
Tortellini salad joy

  It’s the most wonderful time of the year in my kitchen AND I AM OVERJOYED. That’s right, we’re talking all-caps enthusiasm! My happiness cannot be contained. Let me backtrack. I’m an avid home cook. Like everyone else on the Eastern Seaboard, we’ve trudged through winter’s limp offerings at the grocery store: lackluster lettuce, barely…

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No. 1 Mother’s Day Gift

By Monica Comas / May 10, 2025 /
Celebrating Mother's Day with a bit of crafting.

I’ve spent the early part of spring getting back into knitting. Now, I’ll be honest: I’ve taken up knitting before and didn’t stick with it consistently enough to…well, make it stick. But I longed to rescue this fledgling scarf project of mine, so I signed up for another beginner’s knitting class, which, predictably, led to…

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Spring Cheer Unleashed

By Monica Comas / March 30, 2025 /
spring daffodils in NYC

Of all the flowers in the world, daffodils mean spring to me. Their proud stems concealing conical petals are some of the first to poke through the frigid ground after a long hibernation. When the weather still carries a chilly edge, when the sun shines but doesn’t yet warm completely, daffodils serve up an effervescent…

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Frosty Hope

By Monica Comas / February 20, 2025 /

We’re in a brittle time of year. The air is so cold it could crack. Drudgery is taking root. We’re stiffening. Oh, February, you can be hard on the heart.   But every now and again, the sun pokes through the clouds, piercing and bright. There’s hope in that fleeting warmth. It’s like nature is…

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Comfort Food

By Monica Comas / January 27, 2025 /
Kale salad made better warm

It’s the 745th day of January. This month is never-ending. It’s both too frigid and too fiery. It’s biting. It’s cranky. And we’re feeling it all. I don’t have to list the reasons why. We know why. We’re all living this year’s difficult, and in some ways, heartbreaking, start. On top of that, each of…

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Making Sweetness Last

By Monica Comas / December 27, 2024 /
Not a food stylist, just a lady with a cozy blanket and lots of baked goods.

The holiday season is waning. Another year is drawing to a close. And, if you’re anything like me, you’re still eating Christmas cookies. Perhaps you too felt memories’ indelible handprint upon your center as you went through familiar paces these last few weeks—the cooking, the baking, the minting of fresh moments. Maybe emotions rose up,…

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Giving Thanks

By Monica Comas / December 1, 2024 /

I love the afterglow of a good Thanksgiving, when thoughts of a scrumptious meal and decadent desserts linger on the palate…when you still feel the embrace of loved ones long after you’ve flown home. Memories sparkle brightly this time of year. Thanksgiving has always been laden with memories for me. I think of my mom…

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The Flavors that Remind

By Monica Comas / October 14, 2024 /

Everyone has a season where remembrance weighs heavily. For me, it’s autumn. Autumn is the time of year when my beloved mother, my grandmother, and our sweet pup passed away. While they might not physically be with me anymore, they’re also not gone—their indelible hand and paw prints are everywhere in my life. But even…

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