Highway 92 by Mira Nguyen

A drive down to Poplar Beach, ciabatta and truffle gouda by the water, plant perusing at the nursery on Highway 92. We talk about everything. And really loudly. 
Happy Pride!

Tina and her kite.
My muse!

Dinner for breakfast, please by Mira Nguyen

For 16 consecutive days, we'd wake up, eat a heaping plate of rice/egg noodles, down a couple iced teas, and somehow feel light as feathers, fueled and energized for the day. Meanwhile, I'm back in America eating a quarter of my scramble hash brunch, unable to move, feeling about ready to burst. Why?? can't I eat in digestive peace like I did in Thailand?

Besides the obvious fact that Thai food is so much better than American food, I think the trick is: no dairy, no rushing, no preservatives, and a whole lot of sweating. Oh, and noodz that are so perfectly light, they're practically transparent. 

A scramble just doesn't cut it these days.  

In Davis by Mira Nguyen

Spent Easter weekend with Audrey and all of her excessive enthusiasm for her hometown. We took the train from Berkeley to Davis, a commute that was new to me, routine for her, but equally beautiful for both of us. It was golden hour as I watched the eastern view of the bay pass by while listening to angry tracks off of Kendrick's new album, feeling happily sedated as Aud stressed over job applications next to me. Once we arrived, her father graced us with ~*greek*~ pizza and some godly lemony rice soup that made my heart purr. The rest of the weekend consisted of just that: her family spoon-feeding me delicious meals and drinks and sweets while I slowly turned into a more soft and starchy version of myself. 

Movie theater with font goals. Will see Trainspotting 2 without seeing its prequel just to admire that sexy s. But actually both movies should be added to my never-ending "Must Watch" list...

Movie theater with font goals. Will see Trainspotting 2 without seeing its prequel just to admire that sexy s. But actually both movies should be added to my never-ending "Must Watch" list...

Since I don't already post enough of Aud...

#workfromhome by Mira Nguyen

So I'm a full-time work-from-homer. On display are bits and pieces of an average 8-hour day spent in what sometimes feels like solitary confinement. The constant sound of Bay Area rain on the windowpanes, my "Gooey" playlist, and a now nearly empty tub of peanut butter are the few things that keep me company. With this lifestyle, I'm rapidly losing leg muscle definition from not walking, ever. Let's be honest, I love it.