Learning to Cook

The last few months have been a whirlwind. In addition to my work life being in overdrive, my personal life has quickly taken a turn for the better: I went on my very first date at the tender age of 26, and the last 3 months have been the most romantic of my life.

Needless to say, since I now have a significant other, I’ve had to seriously up my game in the kitchen. I know how to cook simple things for myself and have even cooked some for my family, but I had never cooked for a romantic interest, and with my hectic schedule, trying my hand at a new recipe can be problematic.

After a long day at work, forgoing a traditional dinner/date night for a meal at home is definitely appealing to me. And although I’d love nothing more than to cook for my new man, the task seemed insurmountable for this girl who is used to eating something quick and easy.

The legendary cooks in my family: my mother, grandmother and aunt, thankfully have come to the rescue. After combining their suggestions, tips and expertise with my online searches and still limited knowledge, I constructed a menu for the first dinner date in-house:

Chicken, Stuffing and Gravy Casserole
Green Beans
Mashed Potatoes & Gravy
Sweet Potato Casserole
Sweet Buttered Corn
Rolls
Apple Pie (Mom’s Specialty)
Rum Cake (Dad’s Specialty)

A meal to impress. One I took immense pride in and my boyfriend is still raving about.

Who has inspired you in (or into) the kitchen recently?

 

Hillary C. Wright is a full-time legal assistant at a law firm by day, and a writer and blogger the rest of the time. She loves to write about general news, career news, lifestyles and women’s issues. When she isn’t working, she loves being active in her ministry, networking and spending time with friends, family and her significant other. https://hcamillewright.wordpress.com/

How my Business Survived a Snowstorm

It was August 2013 when I decided to move to the big city and start a wedding photography business. I was so excited to build a website and order business cards. I made sure to have a flexible job lined up, substituting at a local school, in case my business idea didn’t pay the bills. Safety nets are sort of my thing.

However, I did not account for snow days. I was barely substituting enough days to pay bills. I kept telling myself, “If I just get a normal job, I wouldn’t have to stress about bills.”

But I’ve always dreaded the idea of a normal job. I knew that a full-time job would extinguish all the dreams I had of owning my own business.

So, I refused. I reconfigured my viewpoint on what success and happiness was worth sacrificing. Did I need to live in the city in order to feel successful? No. Did I need to continue doing photography? Yes.

When I finally figured out what I cared about most, I threw out every conventional idea I had previously known about success. I bought an RV and asked around to see if anyone was willing to let me park in their backyard. Viola! No rent. No stress. And the freedom to go absolutely anywhere, whenever I felt the desire.

This solution may not be suitable for everyone. My RV is not for the claustrophobic. But, I had to rid myself of conventional views of success. I had to develop my own terms. And in the end, that’s how my business survived a snowstorm.

 

Christine Williams is a Lexington, Kentucky-based photographer who prefers to think of herself as a storyteller. She loves surprises, imperfections and happy endings. Most of all, she loves days that give memories.  Goldieandchristine.com.

Imagery by Christine Williams

A Sweet & Spirited Tale of the Outdoors

Have you ever grocery shopped…in the woods? I have and am doing more of it as the seasons go on.

My first experience was years ago. I had the privilege of going with a very experienced forager. I learned about the plants that our Pennsylvania woods yield, ones that can nourish us, and how to cook them.

I’ve also learned a bit about hunting; this year marks my third. Fishing & hunting help cut down on our grocery bills.

In deer season I have been able to put pounds of venison into my freezer, reducing our purchases of meat by about 25%. As for the white meat, I put a fall turkey and pheasant there yearly.

Then comes the fish; more than 40 pounds of fresh salmon made it home from our trip to New York this year. That was over 16 meals my husband and I put on the table.

Nothing about hunting and fishing is easy. It’s hard work, but when you are rewarded with a harvest, it’s incredibly gratifying. I am proud when I bring home my game. I put in the time, the work to track, pattern and wait for those animals, to forage for what the Earth gives us, and I am always grateful for what is provided.

 

Jessica Welshans has a deep love for conservation and wildlife. She is an avid hiker, camper, kayaker, snowshoer, bird watcher, hunter, and gatherer. She also enjoys bee keeping, gardening, agriculture and caring for all types of animals from pets to livestock.

Renaissance Women

For those who thrive on flux, flow, and fluidity.

Welcome to the new Renaissance.

Renaissance means literally “rebirth,” or reexamination. We typically associate it with the grand period between the 14th and 17th centuries, but culturally today I argue we are experiencing another Renaissance: the rebirth of the woman.

The characteristics that typically define the 14th-17th century Renaissance period are realism, humanistic introspection, scientific inquiry, and exploration: this was an ongoing search for enlightenment.

Scholars and writers are noticing similar trends in the today’s women’s movement. Many articles and news pieces focus on women as great visionaries. Sheryl Sandberg boldly spoke up for women at the table. Wharton professor Adam Grant writes about gender stereotypes. Journalists Nicholas Kristof and Sheryl WuDunn valiantly tout the Half the Sky Movement, advocating opportunities for women worldwide. This is a time in our history where women’s issues (health, business, balance) are safe to talk about and discussion is expected. Is that not a Renaissance? A rebirth of humanistic introspection? A bold exploration?

I think so.

The Renaissance woman of today thrives on the flux of life, like Selena Rezvani, author of Pushback (and profiled in C&W Issue One). Selena grasps the ups and downs of life and business and harnesses them into tools for executive women.

The Renaissance woman is in flow with her talents, whether they be in the home, in the board room, or elsewhere. Like Candan Yazar (featured in C&W Issue Seven) who used her talents of storytelling and translation to start an Alcoholics Anonymous program in Turkey, saving thousands of lives.

The Renaissance woman recognizes the fluidity of art, science, and business and how they blend into what we know is our genuine contribution to this world. Like Elizabeth Kizito (pictured above), a Kentuckian from Uganda who was interviewed in C&W Issue Four. Elizabeth mixes her African heritage with her mad baking skills to not only run a thriving business but to share her inspiration and joy with people. She makes the distance between continents much smaller.

Renaissance Women are artists of life. They are boundless. And they are being reborn.

 

Bethany Miller is an explorer in life and in business. She’s an airline pilot, military officer, and world traveler. Fascinated by global issues and the business of business, Bethany is a doctoral candidate at Université Paris-Dauphine in Paris, France where she researches extraordinary employees in chaotic work environments. www.GoodGlobalCitizen.com

Imagery from CAKE&WHISKEY Issue 4 by Meagan Jordan

What Happens in the Stillness

As the steam began to rise, I stepped into the shower—my phone radio as loud as it would go.
The minute the water hit my body, I began to shake with deep sobs.

My husband and I had plans to meet with friends for a dinner party in thirty minutes. Yet, I had come home late from work, rushing around in the kitchen trying to finish my contribution to the dinner, and I still had to shower to get ready, clean up the mess from a freezer mishap, and pack up the food.

As I inhaled the lavender infused steam, I placed my right hand over my heart and started to deepen my breath moving into ujjayi breathing.

For as long as I can remember, I have always wanted my own business, only recently settling on owning a yoga studio. Yet lately, I have been struggling with balancing a 40-hour work week as a first-year school teacher, following my passion as an entrepreneur, and keeping home.

In the moment that my freezer spewed out cans of bone broth, I realized I simply could not balance life anymore, especially as my discussions with my husband lately have turned to house hunting and children.

I felt my soul start to give, my years of yoga practice giving me mindfulness: I could recognize the effect that too much stress would have on me.

Ujjayi breath or victorious breath is meant to induce mindfulness. Its audible sound helps one to be aware of how her body is using breath.

My desire to finish my Master’s degree and write a business plan pulled against my desire to have children.

My soul felt torn.

All I knew to do in that moment was to turn on a hot shower, add a few drops of lavender oil, and breathe in the stillness.

I can work. And I can dream. I whispered to myself on the inhales.
I can keep up my home and marriage. I whispered on the exhales.
My soul can be filled in the waiting space. I inhaled.
Keep dreaming. Pause. Breathe.
You are not alone. I exhaled.

 

Caitlin Lore is the founder of Wildly Free Life, a space dedicated to living wild freedom, practicing presence, experiencing restoration, and finding adventure. She is a wife, Holy Yoga instructor, writer, holistic wellness educator, entrepreneur, and marriage retreat maker. She specializes in yoga for athletes, restorative yoga, and power yoga classes. www.wildlyfreelife.com.

 

Make Your Store-Bought Florals Gift-Worthy

As a rule of thumb I always bring a gift for the hostess of the party. It could be my (slight) obsession with flowers or my love of entertaining, but I believe nothing is more perfect and easy than a simple floral arrangement. Whether you scour your local farmer’s market for the perfect blooms or purchase them at the nearest grocery store, here are a few tips to make any store-bought florals look “giftable.”

1: Keep it seasonal. If you aren’t familiar with what flowers are in season you can always use the simple “color rule” for your blooms. Spring and summer florals have bright and vibrant hues (pink, purple and yellow) while fall and winter florals tend to have more muted tones (orange, red and burgundy). Stick to these color palates and wow the hostess with your seasonal taste.

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Tip 2: Keep it simple. If you feel overwhelmed by the number of floral options, I recommend playing it safe and selecting one variety in a single color. My personal favorites are peonies, ranunculus, anemones and tulips. If you feel a little more daring, try adding herbs (e.g., lavender or rosemary) or other foliage to give your arrangement extra texture.

Tip 3: Keep it clean. Even the most beautiful flowers need some love. First, remove any dead (or dying) leaves and petals. Next, trim the ends (tip: always cut stems on the diagonal for optimal hydration) and place them in the refrigerator or in cold water until you are ready to arrange.

Tip 4: Keep it chic. Finish off your arrangement by wrapping it in butchers paper found at any local craft store or beautifully printed wrapping sheets (some of my favorite designs are from Rifle Paper Company). Tie it off with ribbon or twine and add a handwritten tag. Voila! The perfect gift for any hostess.

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After beginning her career as an intern at Vogue Magazine, Colleen Kennedy Cohen went on to manage events in-house for renowned brands such as Donna Karan, Yves Saint Laurent, Valentino and Cartier. She has been planning luxury events throughout the U.S. and Europe for major fashion houses since 2006.  After the birth of her daughter, Colleen launched Colleen Kennedy Events to bring her luxury brand experience to private clients. Currently, she lives in New York City and works as an event planner and certified health coach. With a love for all things beautiful, coupled with an eye for design, Colleen brings a versatile and fresh approach to each project she takes on. Follow her: Instagram: CKCohen; Pinterest: Colleen Kennedy Events.

Imagery: Colleen Kennedy Cohen

Addicted to “Yes”

I have a serious psychological problem: I am addicted to saying “yes.” I have a full-time job and am involved as a volunteer in a number of organizations in my community, and I have family and friends and hobbies. I’ve pretty much always operated with the same M.O.: get excited about things and say yes to new projects until I reach critical mass, feeling stretched too thin and slightly resentful of not having enough downtime.

I would like to believe that this tendency comes from being such an interesting person that I am passionate about many things. Yet I fear that it actually means that I don’t really have a true passion for anything. I’m the community involvement equivalent of a puppy in the park, switching my attention to every new squirrel that runs by. Honestly, it’s exhausting. But worse than that, I often feel that there are so many things I have signed myself up for, that I don’t have the time to do any of them very well.

Lately, I’ve been paying close attention to women I admire, who are known for being the kind of women that get things done, well. What I’ve noticed is that they stick to two or three things, aligned with what they are really passionate about and say “no” to other opportunities. But… how do these women say no to so many good ideas and exciting projects?

This year I’m going to finally get a handle on this growing problem in my life. I plan to rediscover my passions, and structure my after-work activities to best cultivate those. I’ll try to say no to things that may be wonderful causes, but don’t quite align. To focus on my purpose.

What steps to recovery would you suggest to this “yes” addict?

*This post was written to the sounds of the Oxford American Southern Music CD Volume 16, featuring the music of Texas.

 

After spending several years working as an academic reference librarian and a community college library director, Tanzi Merritt shifted her career to become a tech company’s sales & marketing coordinator. She sits on a number of nonprofit boards, and, during her off-hours, obsessively watches documentaries, buys art, and frequents local craft breweries. Connect with her: www.linkedin.com/in/tanzidmerritt.

Not Everyone Wants to Rule the World

In October 2011, Occupy Wall Street was going gangbusters – and so was my business. But while the protesters were filled with passion and purpose, I was exhausted, in pain, and half-bald.

This was my entrepreneurial crisis, the kind that results from growing your business so rapidly, you can’t keep up. Medically speaking, it was adrenal fatigue – after working 16-hour days for months on end, those cortisol-popping pods atop my kidneys simply went on strike, leaving me with searing back pain, hives, acid reflux, anemia, hair loss, and a foggy brain.

I wasn’t proud of this. I know some entrepreneurs think it’s really badass to work yourself into a physical or mental breakdown, but for me, it was clear my priorities were askew. Yes, I was proud of my success – particularly as a single woman and a self-employed writer. I’d won Fortune 100 clients, made six figures, and bought a house all by my lonesome. But then there was that: my lonesome. I had no life and no love.

I went back to why I started my business: I wanted to write to live, not live to write. I wanted to do great work, but I’d never wanted to scale the business – or my life. So I scaled back. I sold my house, donated half of my belongings, and let go of toxic clients. Suddenly, I could breathe. I didn’t have to take work that drained me. I could focus on clients who were a great fit. I could have time for a run, a read, a rendezvous (in case you’re wondering, yes, I found love).

These days, I run a business filled with passion and purpose – on my own terms. I don’t rule the world, but I rule my life. That’s what success means to me. And I think it’s pretty badass.

 

Nicole Christie is a writer and storyteller who splits her time between Seattle and Montreal. She is also the principal and creative director of NICO, Inc.―a one-woman firm specializing in fresh, honest, engaging employee and marketing communications for Fortune 500 corporations, leading-edge creative firms, and rapidly growing new technology companies. You can soak up her solopreneur wisdom at http://nicolechristie.com/.

What Chedly Taught Me

I was fortunate to work with Chedly, the woman who became my mentor, as a junior analyst starting out in a new firm. She was patient and knowledgeable; she taught me the technical skills I needed to succeed. Chedly also gave candid advice on how to navigate our workplace culture as a woman, and her example still informs how I present myself at work and what I choose to share (or not) about my personal life. That said, we laughed together over dating stories (mine were recent, hers older) and Chedly doled out pearls of wisdom on life and love and being young in New York City.

The most important thing I learned from Chedly was that, in my relationships and in my career, I would have to ask for what I wanted and needed. Five years before Sheryl Sandberg was encouraging us to lean in, Chedly’s ardent message to me was: “Jean, you have to ask. Women don’t ask. And you absolutely have to ask.

There was a yearning in her message, imploring me to understand how much this would matter. Chedly was right and I took it to heart. Her example and her advice gave me the courage to ask – very directly – for the compensation I deserved, for the promotion I felt I had already earned, for exactly what I wanted in my relationships.

It is advice that has served me well, and now I pass it on to you.

Go on: be bold & ask.

 

While she’s almost an official New Yorker, now that she has spent the past eight years working for a large investment bank in New York City, Jean Blosser still cherishes her Midwestern roots, growing up in Columbus, Ohio. She is an alumnus of Boston College and enjoys her whiskey neat.

Butterflies

How do you decide when you need to change something of significance in your life? Do you get a feeling low down in your stomach? Or is it a more mental, mulling-over process?

For me, it’s a full body experience. The pending change typically manifests as an idea in my head. It is then supplemented by a head-to-toe feeling of either excitement or anxiety, depending on whether it’s a change that I look forward to or one that seems frightening at first. If the latter, I tend to ignore the signals for a little while. I try to convince myself that I’ll get over whatever brain-butterflies I have and don’t need to listen to them.

But then something happens; the butterflies move to my gut. When they arrive, I know that they mean business. It is the sign that change is afoot, and I can either fight it longer (which, honestly, I often try to do) or I can accept it. I’ve realized that the longer I ignore the little creatures, the more furious they flutter, acting as if they are at odds with each other within the small pit of my stomach.

On the flip side, the moment that I decide to accept what the flaps of the wings are telling me, they relax. Rather than zip inside me in a nervous pattern, they beat solidly, strongly, and together. They lift me up.

I can tell you that my body has won out every single time I’ve made a significant life choice; from where to move to, which job to take, who to date, marry, when to quit said job, I have 100% listened to my gut. Not always when the butterflies first showed up, but eventually I did. And so far, they haven’t failed me. I’ve floated off of each and every cliff they’ve carried me to.

So I ask you now, what is your body telling you? And if you’re feeling butterflies, what’s holding you back from listening to them?

 

After effectively retiring in the fall of 2014 from her corporate career running operations for a high-growth healthcare start-up company, Meghan Bollenback reinvented her professional life by becoming a writer and creative in Washington, D.C.  You can join Meghan as she navigates this new stage by following her blog www.megbollenback.com, where she discusses the process of intentionally crafting a valuable and joyful career. 

The Queens of Lumban Embroidery

Words by Glenn Martinez
Photograhy by Jamie Barredo

Morning sunshine generously streams through a narrow door inside the home of 61-year-old
Lolita Lakbay-Rosales providing natural lighting while she moves in silent concentration over her labor. Her deft hands diligently shift the needle along the beginnings of a meticulously-embroidered piña fabric. In her living room, she is joined by other women from the neighborhood doing the same fine handiwork. They are all related by blood and by profession. They are the women embroiderers of Lumban.

Embroidery has thrived as a lively cottage industry in Lumban. Ask any of the women embroiderers how this needle craft was introduced to this lakeshore town of fishermen and farmers and nobody can give a definite history. Their answers would echo Lolita’s. “I’ve learned embroidery from my mother when I was 13. My mother learned it from my grandmother. I taught my daughters and my husband to do embroidery.”

Lolita’s husband, Apolinario Rosales, shares the daily labor by stretching gossamer cloth over a rectangular bamboo frame locally called a bastidor. The delicate fabric is cleaned with soap and water and whitened with starch before it is placed under the sun to dry.

Like most family men in Lumban, Apolinario casts his net in the nearby lake for that first catch at dawn. In the afternoon, his coarsened fisherman hands balance a tambor, the round wooden stretcher where the piña fabric is stretched out as tight as a drum, while he intricately embroiders rosettes and floral patterns. Apolinario claims he learned embroidery by simply watching his wife Lolita. However, embroidery remains the turf of Lolita in the Rosales household. She is the only one who gives approval to Apolinario’s embroidery and provides directions on how to improve his style. As Lolita explains in jest “every man of the house in Lumban accepts this kind of set-up because in our town embroidery is king and we women are the queens.”

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Helen Nurse’s Parlour of Style – TracyChambers Vintage

Words by Molly Hays
Photography by Jacklyn Greenberg

Many a woman working from home soon finds her professional life elbowing in on her dining room. Rare, though, is the entrepreneur that converts her dining room into a retail space, sets regular business hours, and opens up her home to the public. Meet Helen Nurse, founder and proprietress of New York’s TracyChambers Vintage: determined, creative, and—yes—rare.

In early 2012, Nurse spied a market gap in affordable vintage clothing and so set out to rent a storefront, only to learn that rents in her Brooklyn neighborhood were sky-high. Beyond-reach sky-high. Most aspiring entrepreneurs would have shelved their idea as unfeasible and moved on. But not Helen. She redoubled her efforts, revisited her options, and arrived at an elegant, if unconventional, solution.

In March of that year, she opened a vintage clothing boutique very close to home. In her home, actually.

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Helen credits her grandmother with her lifelong love of vintage. “My grandmother didn’t have very much money; she had just a few things. But the quality of her clothing was amazing. Every time she went out, she looked impeccable.”

Fast forward a few decades, and here is Helen Nurse, mom to three young kids, former Event Planner, fashion-aficionado, and enterprising eye which sees both the value in that storied craftsmanship, and the demand for vintage that fits Everywoman. “I choose vintage based on real women’s bodies,” she explains, an exercise in editorial purchasing that yields styles women can actually wear.

She started small, testing the waters, selling her collection at street fairs on weekends. The response was good, but with young children in tow, ages 3, 2 and 1, the hours and impact weren’t worth it. The seed, however, had been sown. And the concept, proven.

And so, caught between prohibitive rents and family demands, Nurse paved herself a third way. Noting how many brownstones in her neighborhood already sported ground floor businesses, she pitched the idea of transforming their little-used, street-level dining room into retail space. Her executive board—a.k.a., her family—assented. TracyChambers Vintage, named after Diana Ross’s enterprising, ambitious, impeccably dressed character in Mahogany, was off and running.

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Mr. Lentz: The Genuine Chivalrous Cowboy

Interview by Laura Zolman Kirk and Megan Smith
Photograhy by Evan Lentz

Walk us through a typical work day.

Rolling out of bed when the sun’s just about rising is not typically my thing, but I’ll do it if the work requires me to. Every now and then I will heat up a pot of cowboy coffee: just some grinds, boiling water, and my cup to pour it into. Off to the workshop, I fire up the lights and start sorting out the day’s orders. My first step is usually custom branding people’s leather goods with their names. I then go through a full process of cutting, dyeing, oiling, waxing, assembling, and hammering everything into shape. I tend to work long days, as I am a bit of a perfectionist and love creating good looking products for my customers. During busy times I get a lending hand from an assistant or two who may become part of the workshop for some time. It’s great to have extra help when you need it. On some days the cowboy hat comes off early, and I might head down to the beach for some relaxing.

What does your craft mean to you?

Leatherwork, to me, means hard work. It means a good solid day, where you tire yourself out by the end but feel fulfilled by the entire process.

Your profession as leatherworker/woodworker takes a lot of precision—how do you keep things fresh, and what goals do you set for yourself to stay motivated on a daily basis?

Well, once you start making a style that people like…you find yourself making a whole lot of that design. In the process you tend to make things over and over again. I take a lot of pleasure in getting things right. Leatherwork is tricky business since the material you are working with was at one point alive. Each piece is different and reacts differently to cutting, dyeing, branding, and oiling. I have not yet had a day where I am not amused at how something very different and strange is happening with one of my processes―and I tend to constantly modify my approach because of it. Other than that―I have a lot of sticky notes in a lot of places! Goals galore!

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The Contented Life of JoJo Johnson

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Words by Megan Smith
Photography by Sarah Beaty

318. That’s the number of curves I experienced on an 11-mile stretch of the mountain pass known as Deals Gap, North Carolina. This is the trek that one must take (at least on a maiden voyage) to the DeGroot/Johnson property tucked far into a holler of the Great Smokey Mountains. The drive is not for the faint of heart, and the final climb—a one-mile narrow pebbled road to the house—is cause for a deep sigh of relief upon ascension.

Unexpectedly, and thankfully, every bit of road anxiety quickly dissipates as Neil DeGroot greets me with a broad smile, twinkling baby blues and a glass of champagne. “You’ve made it!” he exclaims, embracing me in a bear hug and leading me down the walk, through the colossal wooden front door and into the zen-like retreat he and his wife built to both calm and amaze. It doesn’t disappoint.

The house itself is an Architectural Digest article waiting to happen. But my weekend visit is not for a house tour. It’s to find the heart of the home. And for that I look no further than steps inside. Joanne (Jojo) Johnson, tall, gregarious and confident, rushes over to greet me with a radiant smile, a nurturing hug and infectious enthusiasm that fails to wane over our next 36 hours together. I found what I came looking for.

I had heard about Joanne a few months prior during a chance meeting with her husband of nearly 30 years, Neil. A widely respected and world renowned TV producer, director, theater and film actor, Neil isn’t really enamored by anyone in the industry. I’ve prodded to no avail. Beautifully he seems most awe-struck by his own bride. Over coffee on one of the hottest spring days in the south, Neil told me the story of Joanne. Abbreviated yet poignant. I needed to know more.

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Emily Dickinson – Poetry of a Homebody

Words by Laura Zolman Kirk
Imagery provided by Amherst College Special Collections

Many of us were introduced to Emily Dickinson during high school English class, finding her work elusive and over our heads. Yet, behind the oddly-placed dashes and lines that make our minds zing, there is a woman who―aside from sharing her complex thoughts in verse—doesn’t differ much from many of us trying to blaze a trail of our own.

Visit the Dickinson homestead in Amherst, Massachusetts on a late winter afternoon and you can watch the sun set from Emily’s bedroom window, just as she would have seen it working from home and just as she described it, likely from that very spot:

“Soft as the massacre of Suns/ By Evening’s sabres slain” (Fr1146).

Well, maybe not all of us would describe a New England sunset quite like Emily Dickinson did, but there is something alluring about experiencing her home-based muses as a modern-day visitor.

It makes her more real. Her poetics are often so difficult to grasp, intentionally construed so only those who work at her words enjoy them. However, looking out to see the same sights as she once did somehow makes her words more tangible.

At her core, Emily Dickinson was simply a woman who worked from home. She was distracted by dirty dishes, scribbled down lines while baking bread, and sent her poems directly to her readers through letters.

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The Cirque de Soleil of Her Imagination

Words by Bethany Miller   
Photography by Natalie Morris

There is no “they.” This is but one of the many truths spoken by Vanessa German. To call her an artist would be such a dull illustration of her talents. Performance artist, virtuoso, storyteller, sculptor―her medium is her voice, the neighborhood, repurposed relics, paint and pure love. She is a community savior and dazzling truth teller. She is self-taught by life’s experiences, careful attention to history, and the example of her mother. She gives life to the stories of history forgotten and believes her ancestors are alive within her. She spreads love and creativity and possibility despite the tragedies and anger that exist in downtrodden places. “Why don’t ‘they’ fix it?” she wonders. And the truth is there is no “they.” But there is WE.

Vanessa stands alone on the stage. She doesn’t need props. Her voice booms. Her attire is colorful. Her hands constantly move. Clearly, she is artistic. Forceful. Rhythmic. Every word she speaks is rich, and her verbose vocabulary drips with savory spiritual hope in the midst of a troubled reality. On stage in front of the TEDx camera, in front of audiences, for small media outlets, and now a global business audience, Vanessa German shares stories of unfortunate reality: a reality many live in the midst of, and often a reality many choose to ignore.

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The World’s First Freelance Programmer

Words by Robbie Clark
Photography by Clare West

When Dame Stephanie Shirley founded the British software company F.I. Group in 1962, the young upstart was tackling not only a fledgling new programming industry, but also pioneering the workplace innovation of conducting business from home. And while the company did grow to become a multimillion-dollar organization due to Shirley’s profound grasp of mathematics, initial success came from a healthy dose of marketing and showmanship, if not outright deception.

Vera Buchthal

The success of Dame Shirley’s company F.I. Group (now called Xansa) is astonishing when seen through the prism of the time period―a female entrepreneur forming a math- and science-based startup in the 1960s from home, not a corporate office setting―but it is staggering against the backdrop of her youth.

Shirley, born Vera Buchthal, is from Germany, and in the savage months leading up to World War II was fortunate enough to escape the Nazi regime in her home country under an international relief program that placed children with foster parents in the United Kingdom.

In England, Shirley attended a little primary school in a convent. A nun recognized the bright student’s gift in math (or “maths,” as she put it) and recommended to Shirley’s foster parents that she transfer to a proper school for a more formal education. She was able to attend on a scholarship, but Shirley’s mathematical prowess quickly outpaced the female instructors, who did not put an emphasis on arithmetic. “For women in those days,” Shirley said, “biology was probably the only thing that was considered respectable for nice, young girls.”

Another option was available to Shirley, though a bit unorthodox. In pursuit of a better education, she transferred to an all boys’ schools which offered more intellectual stimulation in the way of mathematics. Attending a boys’ school, Shirley recognized, “was a lovely forerunner for the sexism of the workplace that I met later on.”

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Heart and Soule

Words by Molly Hays
Photography by Steve Soule

Writers, accountants, lawyers, artists: there are as many work-from-home arrangements as there are home-based workers. Still, few have masterfully integrated work and home as organically as author, mother, magazine founder, and master blogger Amanda Soule.

As followers of Amanda’s widely-read and deeply-admired blog SouleMama know, she has built a career around home: its pleasures, graces, challenges, rewards, and, above all, its enduring importance. When she launched her blog over a decade ago Amanda was a young mother, at home all day with two young boys, seeking a creative outlet. It was “just a way…to have something tangible at the end of the day.” Fast-forward eleven years, and Amanda’s daily life looks significantly different, with five kids, ages 3-14; three books; one quarterly magazine; an international following; and farm animals beyond count.

Still, the heartbeat of her work hasn’t wavered. In print and online, Amanda explores everything from hand-plucking hornworms, to honoring kids’ art, to making muffins from leftover oatmeal. All the while eloquently re-defining home, not as edifice or landing pad but as vital, essential source of comfort, creativity and potential.

All from within the four walls she calls “home.”

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Fire Within: The Making of Fire-resistant Clothing for Women

Words by Esther Marr
Photography by Natalie Morris

Unfulfilled in her profession as a registered nurse, Amelia Papapetropoulos, who lives close to where billions of barrels of oil and gas are churned out yearly, began taking note of the booming oil and gas industry in her small hometown of Waynesburg, Pa. She got her foot in the door through an unconventional route: launching an on-site catering company at the oil and gas rigs.

“I did both nursing and catering for about a year and it allowed me to keep the security of having a salary, while meeting people and exploring oil and gas,” Amelia said. Eventually she was offered a full time sales position. “Women are filling more and more roles in this industry (currently around 19%),” Amelia said. “Although traditionally it’s an old boys’ club, that stereotype is definitely changing as more women work on-site.”

The closer one is working to the site, the stricter the requirements. And after too many years of donning men’s baggy jumpsuits in order to meet protective wear requirements, Amelia’s entrepreneurial nature finally kicked in. The petite, energetic brunette turned dream into reality a year and a half ago, founding her third home-based business, Fire Within: a fire-resistant clothing company for women working in oil and gas.

“We are required to wear certain clothing on location because it’s dangerous; there could be combustion with the live drilling in the wells. The fire-resistant clothes the industry provides today by big-name brands indicate they’re for women, but they’re not,” she said. “They’re just a smaller version of the men’s patterns.”

Amelia took an idea for a more fitted pink fire-resistant coverall to the local art institute. They connected her with a few students, including Christina Knieriem. “We put our ideas on paper and turned them into an actual company.”

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The Heart of Mishti Verma: Inner Katha Interventions

Words by Lanie Anderson
photography by Akash Mehta

For five years, Mishti Verma began every workday the same: a nutritional milkshake, sprouts, and boiled eggs for breakfast; Buddhist chanting followed by meditation; and five minutes for writing down on paper her goals for the day. In that order.

When Mishti started Inner Katha Interventions in 2008, the tiny window of her bedroom—a makeshift office with books that lined the walls—only allowed small beams of light into the room and gave tiny glimpses of the hills, trees, and colony landscape of Mumbai, India, where she lived.

Mishti had no view of its center—a city of over 20 million people—with its busy streets, blaring car horns, and aromatic traces of cumin and coriander.

But she needed no view of the city’s heart to catch the spirit of its people—one of determination to succeed.

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Lemon Rosemary Cakelets with Raspberry Glaze

Recipe by Elizabeth Marek
Photography by Megan Smith
Test kitchen baker – Canaan Smith

(makes about 18)

For the Cake

Dry ingredients

  • 9 oz cake flour
  • 9 oz granulated sugar
  • 1 Tablespoon plus one teaspoon baking powder
  • 3/4 teaspoon salt

Wet ingredients

  • 8 oz whole milk
  • 3 large eggs
  • 2 oz vegetable oil
  • splash of Grand Marnier Cognac
  • zest of one lemon
  • 1 heaping Tablespoon finely chopped fresh rosemary
  • 6 oz unsalted butter at room temp (should be soft to the touch but still hold its shape when you press your finger into it)

Raspberry Glaze

  • 1 cup fresh raspberries (blackberries or strawberries work also)
  • 1 tablespoon milk
  • about 3 cups confectioners sugar (powdered sugar)

Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F. I like to use cake goop (equal parts flour, oil and shortening mixed into a paste) to grease my pans. Combine your wet ingredients, including the lemon zest and rosemary and set aside. Combine the dry ingredients in your mixing bowl. Turn the mixer on low speed and add in your softened butter in small chunks. Let mix until your dry ingredients resemble wet sand. Do not walk away or you could accidentally over mix. Whisk your wet ingredients together to break up the eggs. Pour in about 1/3 of the wet into the dry and turn your mixer onto medium speed. Set a timer or watch the clock and let your batter mix for 2 full minutes. Do not be tempted to stop the mixing sooner or just guess how long it has been mixing.

This is the most important step. If you do under-mix, they will be short and crumbly. I promise you won’t over-mix them. Once the batter has mixed for 2 minutes, scrape the bowl with a spatula. Turn the mixer on low and slowly add in the rest of the liquid until it’s all in there. Scrape the bowl once more and turn back up to medium for 30 seconds. Your batter should be light and fluffy enough to scoop with a spoon.

Place roughly two heaping scoops of batter per bundlette cavity. Bake in the oven for about 15 minutes or until lightly browned on top. Remove and let cool 5 minutes before flipping the cakes out of the pan and onto a wire rack to fully cool.

To make the glaze, put your berries in a blender with the milk to make a puree. Strain out the seeds into another bowl. Add in your sifted powdered sugar one cup at a time until you reach a glaze consistency that is like thick paint. If it’s too thick add a couple of drops of milk. Don’t add too much, a little liquid goes a long way.

Dip your cooled cakes into the glaze and place onto a serving plate. Garnish with a sprig of rosemary, some fresh berries and a light dusting of powdered sugar.

Pay For My Words: How to Set Your Speaking Fees

Words by Marley Majcher
Artwork by Lucy Driscoll

Poorly negotiated speaking contracts can cost you a lot more than a day or two on the road; in fact, they can cost you not only your time, but key relationships and a potential lost income.

Whether you run a multinational corporation or are a solopreneur working out of your spare bedroom, nailing a speaking gig can be great for your brand AND add a nice chunk of change to the bottom line. IF you do it right.

To read the key fee points your speaking contract must contain, order Issue 8 here.

Keeping it Legal When Your Home is Your Office

Words by Jennifer Monarch
Artwork by Belinda Del Pesco

Since I left my in-the-box job at a mid-sized regional law firm less than two months ago, my productivity and quality of life have skyrocketed (i.e., I get twice the work done in half the time, and I’m never late for happy hour with my girlfriends). The best part? I rarely have to leave the comfort of my plush reading chair, shearling-lined house shoes, and cozy fireplace (my lap dogs, by the way, are loving this new arrangement).

When I first decided to open my own law practice, one of the many questions that continually crept into conversation was where my new office would be located. To be honest, the idea of leaving one square office with fluorescent lighting just to be stuck in another all day left me feeling claustrophobic. So I did what any resourceful, smart, and sweatpants-loving woman would do: I started working from home.

If you’re like me, the idea of working from your abode has only ever elicited thoughts of comfy lounging, daytime television, and mid-day workouts just for the hell of it. The truth is, however, that there are so many other considerations about the legalities and logistics of working for yourself at home that need to be explored.

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The Big Enough Company

Interview and Photography by Pamela Sutton

The Big Enough Company: How Women Can Build Great Businesses
and Happier Lives
, by Adelaide Lancaster and Amy Abrams

Thought-provoking interview with Adelaide Lancaster, inspiring women entrepreneurs toward purposeful businesses – and happier lives!

Women choose to strike out on their own for a variety of reasons…

… creative freedom.
… a new challenge.
… escape from corporate.

… a sense of personal accomplishment.
… a childhood dream.

Why then do so many women find themselves feeling lost halfway down the path of entrepreneurship and disillusioned by a business and life they no longer love. What happened to that promise of freedom? Happiness?

Much like a flourishing bonsai tree, carefully pruned and shaped, the ultimate goal of an entrepreneur is to grow a business and life we love. Adelaide Lancaster and Amy Abrams, co-authors of The Big Enough Company: How Women Can Build Great Businesses and Happier Lives, are whole-hearted advocates for women entrepreneurs. After interviewing over 100 women, Adelaide and Amy learned that disenchanted entrepreneurs may need to snip away old, conventional business ideas. By shaping our own ideas of success, women can find real purpose and happiness in their business and everyday lives.

Conventional wisdom aside, Adelaide and Amy dared women to define their own ideas of success, and find out why bigger isn’t always better.

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Issue 8 – Editor Letter

Three years ago I launched CAKE&WHISKEY from my mint-green 1940’s kitchen table. Two years before that I was covered in sticky, sugary fluff helping my son run his mail-order marshmallow company. Earlier still I was taking custom orders for handmade bags and aprons that I would sew from that same kitchen table into the wee hours of the morning while my babes slept. And before that, I was a star seller on eBay, making ends meet with the sale of vintage DVF dresses and Hanna Andersson jumpers. Interspersed in that decade, I was writing fresh content for my blog and navigating my way through the world of freelance writing.

Whew!

For those years, while my little ones napped or played with blocks, endless loads of laundry tumbled in the dryer and Sami and EJ’s latest drama on Days of Our Lives unfolded in the background (ahem), I worked from home. And what I found is that it is both amazingly glorious and enormously grinding…usually simultaneously. Self-discipline became my bedrock because distraction reared its head every hour of every day. Self-affirmation became my closest friend when there was no one to give me the high five I deserved. Self-motivation became the skill that I eventually mastered, because without it I would be out of business.

This issue is an homage to women around the globe who are doing some really amazing things in the world of business, right from the home offices, kitchen tables, front steps, snuggly beds and cozy nooks of their homes.

Some are doing so by choice, others because there is no other option.

Some are corporate, others are entrepreneurial.

Some stay barefoot while others are breaking out their Frye boots to board a flight.

Some are wanting to make their mark. Others look for no fame at all.

What proves to be the thread that connects them all is calling the comforts of home a perk of the job.

Gone are (most of) my days at the mint-green vintage kitchen table. Today I sit at a real office desk with swivel chair. I have a business mailing address and hold meetings in a bona fide office space.

There are days I miss the routine of pouring a fourth cup of coffee from my own coffeepot and listening to Grover’s latest mishap on PBS from the other room while my kid drops more Cheerios into the couch crevices. I miss doing squats and jumping jacks between emails, prepping dinner at 2 pm instead of 6:30 and having a girlfriend drop by for an unexpected visit. I miss letting my mood dictate my work hours (Shutting off that too-early alarm with a promise, “I’ll just work late tonight.”). I miss my marathon wearing of yoga pants (You really CAN wear UGG boots with a sweater and 2-day-worn yoga pants to Starbucks and look PERFECTLY legit!). Most of all, I miss Sami and EJ.

Okay, okay…I tease.

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