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While hand washing a glass pitcher, it slipped and

While hand washing a glass pitcher, it slipped and broke in my sink. What I noticed immediately was how relived I was. That this carafe broke. That I could throw it away.
It was a very awful pitcher. It would leak when I poured from it. It did not hold as much liquid as I calculated it could. It took up too much space. But I purchased it on a whim and now I was stuck with it.
So I kept using it.
And then the problem was solved immediately when it broke. There was no other option but to throw it away. And in this way brokenness was an illuminator, revealing how much I love or do not cherish something. If I really loved it, I would have found a way to fix it. I would have examined the brokenness.
And now I’m wondering what other things in my life l’m holding onto, not sure what to do with, secretly hoping it just breaks. Breaks away from me before it breaks me. Or breaks before I have to make a decision about it. I made a list actually, the things that feel so overwhelming or weighty that I’ve been putting off not realizing I would rejoice if it just broke.
I always thought brokenness was a negative term. Something isn’t right. Something isn’t working correctly. And then that ugly pitcher shattered in my sink and I realized, breaking can be a liberator. Brokenness can be the key that unlocks the cage, and then there is freedom.
I hope you find freedom today to exist amongst brokenness. May you know which broken things to attend to and which to let slip away. May you understand that a decision has already been made about your own brokenness, it is fully seen and held and your are still wildly accepted and loved.

Four years ago today my book Come & Eat was releas

Four years ago today my book Come & Eat was released into the world! What a journey we’ve been on. From burnt whole roasted chicken to naked garlic to naming our pizza dough to Black Lives Matter to affirming the LGBTQ+ community to appearing in lemon form 😅🍋 and let’s not forget, to being stalked by a cow 🐄 We truly have gotten right up to our elbows in it all.
I am so grateful to those of you who have been here from the beginning and to those of you that have joined along the way. The girl in this photo did not know how bright and full and kind and fierce this community would become. Thank you for all the ways you’ve made showing up here worth it. Thank you for all the ways you keep feeding your people💛

New recipe for you! Homemade Banh Mi’s with coco

New recipe for you! Homemade Banh Mi’s with coconut marinated chicken. I have been eating this sandwich from our local Vietnamese restaurant this whole summer. Going on a picnic, I grab this sandwich. Going to the pool, I grab this sandwich. Road trip, grab this sandwich. Existing, grab this sandwich. I promise you it is what your sandwich dreams are made of.
I finally decided to recreate them at home because the shop is only open on weekends and I apparently have very high banh mi needs.
This sandwich has the most perfectly marinated, juicy chicken with a tangy sauce, quick pickled vegetables and fresh cilantro and mint. It is the most delicious pairing of flavors and I could cry about it. Truly. Now tell me, what is your favorite sandwich?!

When I was a child I used to play in the streets o

When I was a child I used to play in the streets of our neighborhood with the other kids. We’d play Red Light Green Light which I now understand to be an infuriating and inefficient game. Here we are, trying to make it from point A to B and it’s just one straight shot. 20 maybe 30 seconds on foot but someone keeps yelling Red light! and we have to abruptly stop.
So the 20 second journey turns into several minutes. And if you are not at all times insanely alert, if you do not hear the cue to stop, you must turn back and start from the beginning.
And this morning as I was trying to name why I feel off-balance, why my prayer life holds the cadence of someone slipping in and out of a dream, why I am both alert but slow to process, this game came to me.
This summer has been a flurry of green lights and red lights. Go now. Wait, wait, stop now. Stop exactly right now. Ok, now proceed. Wait, proceed with caution.
Some of the things in my life that I thought would be a straight shot, a quick dash from A to B, are taking much longer. Are seeming less straight. I would say this seems bizarre but when I think on it, it seems exactly and fully what it is to be human. Starts and re-starts. Also messy, confusing, bright, stunning, and, if I’m being honest, a little weird.
Here’s to Monday. To August. To this exact day, exactly where you are. You have not lost the plot. You are not alone. Most importantly, you are still in the story.

Do you love leftovers?! Leftovers for brunch is my

Do you love leftovers?! Leftovers for brunch is my absolute favorite thing for weekdays! Friday Bri is v grateful that Wednesday night Bri made homemade crunchwrap supremes 😋😋 (Full method and tips on my site 🌮)
More importantly, thank you to everyone who helped me navigate my next book selection! It’s captured here in the photo 🤩 (I will read all the books in the stack I posted but People We Meet on Vacation is up first 🥳) ok, now tell me about your love/hate for leftovers🤓

Which book do I read next?! 🥲 Now that I am no

Which book do I read next?! 🥲
Now that I am not reading maps for a living I can read for fun again! Please, tell me which one is a must read right now!
1. The Book of Longings
2. People We Meet On Vacation
3. Verity
4. The Midnight Library
5. The Sweetness of Water
6. Once There Were Wolves
Cast your votes! I’m going to start the one with the highest votes tomorrow🤓

I am a little hazy on what it took for me to gradu

I am a little hazy on what it took for me to graduate college but I feel confident when I tell you I have never, in my life ever, taken any test as seriously, or studied as intensely, as I did for my Level 2 Wine Tasting Course from the internationally recognized Wine & Spirits Education Trust.
Do I know more about wine than I ever have? YES! Do I have more knowledge as it comes to wine and food pairing? 💯 Do I believe I was tricked into taking a geography class? Absolutely🥲 The maps you all. The maps. The regions. The valleys. The coasts and the mountain regions. No valley too low, no mountain too high. So on and so forth.
Anyway, Stout was my study companion, naturally. And I am so excited to share with you everything new I know about wine and food. I will spare you from most of the maps. In this space it is all good food. good wine. No GPS. No maps. Please ma’am. Thank you.

Pasta is for all seasons, even on a hot summer day

Pasta is for all seasons, even on a hot summer day, and I’m just not willing to reconsider this opinion at all. Ever😌
First I saw a version of this summery, fresh tomato pasta from @halfbakedharvest and then a version from @naptimekitchen and naturally I had to make it! It’s fresh, and light and still so filling. My pasta needs have been sufficiently met, at least for today. What’s in your summer pasta?! 🍝 🍅 ☀️

Normalize saying, “I need you.” Period. No con

Normalize saying, “I need you.” Period. No convincing. No explanation. No bargaining.
A few weeks ago a dear friend who went through an unimaginable tragedy sent me a text, “Come see me.” That was it. That was all it took.
This past weekend I showed up and she picked me up and the next several hours were a flurry of coffee and tears.
Cocktails and cuss words (re: how to grapple with unspeakable loss and a good God).
Pizza in the rain that makes you laugh until you cry. But then, just crying.
Lipstick on and hair done for sushi. And you feel so pretty on the outside but so gutted on the inside.
Queso for breakfast because we know now, in our gut, life is too short.
Reminiscing about an unlikely friendship forged in an Australian forest (truly) when we were babies and now we’re together and wiser by age, by tragedy, and we can still laugh but we can also say, I need a minute.
Be the person who says, I need you. And be the friend who says, I’m coming. Getting to your people will always be worth it. You’ll question the time and the money and the emotional energy and then you’ll see your friend and remember, oh yes. This is what it is all about. It was always about showing up.

This is my plate of summer 😍 Sour cream salad,

This is my plate of summer 😍 Sour cream salad, green beans, new potatoes and a roast! Everything but the roast is from the farmer’s market and it makes me feel really superior 😂
But truly, I’m letting it go to my head. Jeremy even noted: you’re acting like you actually planted these veggies and took care of them and then picked them at peak ripeness with careful precision. He’s not wrong. Give a girl a house plant and she’ll treat all greens like they are her own 🥲
What’s on your summer plate?!
(Pot roast and sour cream salad recipe on the blog!)

In today’s news, I blocked off most of this week

In today’s news, I blocked off most of this week to work on a fairly big work project and instead of working on it today I MADE A CAKE. So things are progressing quite nicely 🥲 (Also, I don’t bake so you can see how severe the situation is over here.)
To be clear, this is an orange 🍊 cake. A lovely person DM’d me this Brazilian Orange Cake recipe (which is from her Brazilian neighbor). This used up 1 of my 50 oranges (if you know then you know) 😅
For no reason at all, I’d love if you could let me know all your favorite ways to procrastinate. THANK YOU IN ADVANCE.

I’m with a cow!!!!! Look how cautiously excited

I’m with a cow!!!!! Look how cautiously excited I am! I’m clutching my fist like, we made it. I can’t believe we made it (cue Beyoncé and Jay Z song)!
And then this cow stalked me for the remainder of my hike to the point where I sprinted up a hill and got a leg cramp and mind you Stout (which you can see in the background) took off on his own… so protector dog he is not 😅
The full story is in my newsletter which went out yesterday. It is a thriller comedy. I’m just happy I survived to share the tale🥲 Tell me your cow stories and/or survival tips. Should I start a podcast called Cow Junkie?! It’s like Crime Junkie but about cows and their “alleged” victims.

When I tell you that summer dinners have been a jo

When I tell you that summer dinners have been a journey over here 🥲
For the first time ever I made shrimp ceviche. But then as I was serving it I realized my favorite part of dinner is “hot” food… so I flung open a bag of potstickers from Trader Joe’s and whipped up my honey soy glaze. Then I realized I love enjoying ceviche with a tostada so I produced a neglected bag of broken tortilla chips, poured them onto a plate and added one sad avocado and then I was happy. And it was yummy.
I don’t think shrimp ceviche and pork potstickers will become an award winning pairing but we were happy as we ate our summer meal. Please tell me, what has been a weird but delightful summer meal for you?! (And here’s to all the meals they’ll never put in cookbooks 😅)

For when you are just v certain you want sangria,

Thought I got a really good photo of me adoring my

#pridemonth When my sister came out to our family

#pridemonth When my sister came out to our family several years ago it felt like we experienced our own little, private earthquake. I said why and how and no. I said everything but I love you.
I thought her coming out would break us. Our bond. How we were each other’s first responders to heartbreaks and celebrations and late night calls when sleep was nowhere to be found.
I did not know how to fit her back into my life. I went quiet. I read books and every Bible verse and listened to sermons and prayed and only prayed about Caitlin. The prayers were sloppy and messy and foggy.
And then one day as clear as I have received anything from God I received this, “You can still love her. You can just love her.” And the fog lifted and the freedom to love her fully and wholly was without burden or exception.
Our family is so much stronger today and we are all affirming. We’ve had her girlfriend to our homes. Over for holidays. We break bread with them. We all FaceTime each other regularly.
I did not know life could be this full.
I did not know love could be so uncomplicated.
For those of you who have come out and not only had to embrace the weight of your own vulnerability…but also simultaneously had to bear our questions and accusations and silence and confusion…you have taught me more about love and long-suffering than anyone I know. I’m so sorry for the sharp, nearly palpable, loneliness that was part of your journey. You are brave and incredibly loved and known.
This photo of my sister and me was taken a few weeks ago at her graduation. She completed her residency and is now a doctor. It’s the first flight I took since the shutdown and I wouldn’t have had it any other way. Because I am and remain my sister’s biggest cheerleader. Congratulations, Dr. Caitlin Mullins. It is the gift of my lifetime to be your big sister.
(If you’ve been around this space here you know, we are door openers, not door monitors. And it was important for me to demonstrate, again, how incredibly wide this door is flung open. Two things I know, how extravagant it is to be loved by God. And how powerful it is to love others extravagantly.)

I’m just a girl standing in front of a meal, ask

I’m just a girl standing in front of a meal, asking for it to be weeknight pasta but with summer flair🥳
Chicken cutlets with marinara but seasonally appropriate, ya know?! New recipe 🤩 Lemony, cheesy chicken cutlets (gluten-full or gluten-free optional) up on my site!

On Wednesday, May 26 @jamiebgolden released a stat

On Wednesday, May 26 @jamiebgolden released a statement during the Bachelorette Contestant Preview episode of @thepopcast that she does not trust people who do not like sweets and then listed my name publicly😅🤣
I would like to set the record straight. I don’t crave sweets. I feel like this is different?! For example, if someone were to say, did you save room for dessert? I would say, no. Absolutely not. I had 2 slices of pizza and 10 hot wings and if I had more room I would eat another hot wing😌 Thank you.
ALTHOUGH, every once in awhile a craving does hit. For example, yesterday we were casually walking by an ice cream shop and popped into the line. I then ordered the most extra ice cream on the menu. Cake batter ice cream! Sprinkles! Sour gummies! Fruity pebbles! A whole cake pop! I am henceforth requesting @jamiebgolden to retract her statement😁🥲
Do you crave sweet or savory?! What is the most extra savory or sweet thing you have ordered?!
Photo: Ice Cream from @mnicecream 🍦

I got on a plane yesterday!! I regret to report th

I got on a plane yesterday!! I regret to report that I have forgotten how to be a person in an airport.
I showed up to the TSA pre check line because I have always been TSA pre check. Not anymore. I have never been so curtly escorted out of a line.
I got pulled over in security and searched. The conversation was v casual as you can imagine:
Security: “Do you have anything sharp on you?”
Me: “No! Not at all.”
Security: “Are you sure you don’t have anything sharp on you?”
Me: “No…..no? Wait, do I? What is sharp? Are pens sharp? Do I have something sharp on me??😳😳”
Security: *pulls out wine bottle opener* “You can’t have this.”
Me: 👀👀
I forgot about said wine bottle opener because in 2020 Jeremy and I were in an AirBnB and there was no wine bottle opener so we had to grab one and I shoved it into my backpack. And there it stayed.
All this to say, I made it to my destination a little upside down. But I think maybe we are all arriving to places and to people a little upside down these days. BUT HERE WE ARE. Arriving and departing and maybe trying to open a bottle of wine along the way. Here we go…

These are for real some of my favorite women on th

These are for real some of my favorite women on the internet🥳 I knew their work before I knew them in real life. (Also, you will get a full explanation of this photo at the end. STANDBY!)
🌈I listened to the @thepopcast
before @jamiebgolden and I took Paris by storm. (If you were to tell me the woman who I listened to weekly proclaim “LETS DO SOME LIGHTS!” would be the same woman I’d prance around the Louvre with while feverishly asking “WHERE IS THE APE SH$T TOUR? DID WE MISS IT? WE ARE HERE FOR BEYONCÉ. PLEASE BRING US TO BEYONCÉ. SHE WILL LIKE US!” …I would have dismissed you immediately.)
🌈I purchased actual artwork from @thelazygenius (and later The Meal Plan) before we shared a bathroom in London. (Does this sound weird? We stayed in a house on a trip to London and we shared that bathroom. Not like we both used the bathroom at the same time. The bathroom we shared had a door that did not close or lock so we did get v comfortable with each other v quickly). Also, I make her recipes on repeat😋
🌈I…did not know @laura.tremaine before our group formed😅 and she did not know me either. We both showed up to our first Zoom mastermind meeting like, who’s this other blonde chic?😂 But the minute I started following her I knew I wanted to learn from her all things journaling, reading and the power of lipstick. I listen to her podcast @10thingstotellyou and TAKE NOTES. I take podcast notes. Which actually is probably more like journaling. Wow. Full circles.
If you follow me, you should follow them too because what they are doing in this space is creative and fun and unique✨
I will leave you with this very inspiring info: before this photo was taken @jamiebgolden had a real crisis about where to put her hand. I didn’t know how to help her except to just hold that hand 😅 so here I am holding @jamiebgolden’s hand. It was a very tender moment that I will never forget.
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While hand washing a glass pitcher, it slipped and

While hand washing a glass pitcher, it slipped and broke in my sink. What I noticed immediately was how relived I was. That this carafe broke. That I could throw it away.
It was a very awful pitcher. It would leak when I poured from it. It did not hold as much liquid as I calculated it could. It took up too much space. But I purchased it on a whim and now I was stuck with it.
So I kept using it.
And then the problem was solved immediately when it broke. There was no other option but to throw it away. And in this way brokenness was an illuminator, revealing how much I love or do not cherish something. If I really loved it, I would have found a way to fix it. I would have examined the brokenness.
And now I’m wondering what other things in my life l’m holding onto, not sure what to do with, secretly hoping it just breaks. Breaks away from me before it breaks me. Or breaks before I have to make a decision about it. I made a list actually, the things that feel so overwhelming or weighty that I’ve been putting off not realizing I would rejoice if it just broke.
I always thought brokenness was a negative term. Something isn’t right. Something isn’t working correctly. And then that ugly pitcher shattered in my sink and I realized, breaking can be a liberator. Brokenness can be the key that unlocks the cage, and then there is freedom.
I hope you find freedom today to exist amongst brokenness. May you know which broken things to attend to and which to let slip away. May you understand that a decision has already been made about your own brokenness, it is fully seen and held and your are still wildly accepted and loved.

Four years ago today my book Come & Eat was releas

Four years ago today my book Come & Eat was released into the world! What a journey we’ve been on. From burnt whole roasted chicken to naked garlic to naming our pizza dough to Black Lives Matter to affirming the LGBTQ+ community to appearing in lemon form 😅🍋 and let’s not forget, to being stalked by a cow 🐄 We truly have gotten right up to our elbows in it all.
I am so grateful to those of you who have been here from the beginning and to those of you that have joined along the way. The girl in this photo did not know how bright and full and kind and fierce this community would become. Thank you for all the ways you’ve made showing up here worth it. Thank you for all the ways you keep feeding your people💛

New recipe for you! Homemade Banh Mi’s with coco

New recipe for you! Homemade Banh Mi’s with coconut marinated chicken. I have been eating this sandwich from our local Vietnamese restaurant this whole summer. Going on a picnic, I grab this sandwich. Going to the pool, I grab this sandwich. Road trip, grab this sandwich. Existing, grab this sandwich. I promise you it is what your sandwich dreams are made of.
I finally decided to recreate them at home because the shop is only open on weekends and I apparently have very high banh mi needs.
This sandwich has the most perfectly marinated, juicy chicken with a tangy sauce, quick pickled vegetables and fresh cilantro and mint. It is the most delicious pairing of flavors and I could cry about it. Truly. Now tell me, what is your favorite sandwich?!

When I was a child I used to play in the streets o

When I was a child I used to play in the streets of our neighborhood with the other kids. We’d play Red Light Green Light which I now understand to be an infuriating and inefficient game. Here we are, trying to make it from point A to B and it’s just one straight shot. 20 maybe 30 seconds on foot but someone keeps yelling Red light! and we have to abruptly stop.
So the 20 second journey turns into several minutes. And if you are not at all times insanely alert, if you do not hear the cue to stop, you must turn back and start from the beginning.
And this morning as I was trying to name why I feel off-balance, why my prayer life holds the cadence of someone slipping in and out of a dream, why I am both alert but slow to process, this game came to me.
This summer has been a flurry of green lights and red lights. Go now. Wait, wait, stop now. Stop exactly right now. Ok, now proceed. Wait, proceed with caution.
Some of the things in my life that I thought would be a straight shot, a quick dash from A to B, are taking much longer. Are seeming less straight. I would say this seems bizarre but when I think on it, it seems exactly and fully what it is to be human. Starts and re-starts. Also messy, confusing, bright, stunning, and, if I’m being honest, a little weird.
Here’s to Monday. To August. To this exact day, exactly where you are. You have not lost the plot. You are not alone. Most importantly, you are still in the story.

Do you love leftovers?! Leftovers for brunch is my

Do you love leftovers?! Leftovers for brunch is my absolute favorite thing for weekdays! Friday Bri is v grateful that Wednesday night Bri made homemade crunchwrap supremes 😋😋 (Full method and tips on my site 🌮)
More importantly, thank you to everyone who helped me navigate my next book selection! It’s captured here in the photo 🤩 (I will read all the books in the stack I posted but People We Meet on Vacation is up first 🥳) ok, now tell me about your love/hate for leftovers🤓

Which book do I read next?! 🥲 Now that I am no

Which book do I read next?! 🥲
Now that I am not reading maps for a living I can read for fun again! Please, tell me which one is a must read right now!
1. The Book of Longings
2. People We Meet On Vacation
3. Verity
4. The Midnight Library
5. The Sweetness of Water
6. Once There Were Wolves
Cast your votes! I’m going to start the one with the highest votes tomorrow🤓

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