Each housing development has a "country" name - Squirrel Valley, Pine Ridge, Eagle crossing, Deer Path, which has an unkind way of invoking and recalling the very things demolished when building.
Gabrielle HamiltonThe reader reads aloud, with a sing-song up … then down … then down again cadence. My mood shifts from merely reluctant to derisive. It’s a tired reading style. I’m sick of it. It attaches more importance to the words than the words themselves—as they’ve been arranged—could possibly sustain, and it gives poets and poetry a bad name.
Gabrielle HamiltonThat is my favorite kind of integrated person. Some of each thing and not too much of any one.
Gabrielle HamiltonThere are two things you should never do with your father: learn how to drive and learn how to kill a chicken.
Gabrielle HamiltonI am often slow in catching up to the times, but even so, I still cannot even grip this idea: With nothing more than pitocin in your IV drip, you can sooner control the date and time of the birth of a human being-- the gushing entry into the great blue world of a whole new person-- than you can the scheduling of a few line cooks in your operation.
Gabrielle HamiltonTag: humor motherhood birth childbirth scheduling boss shift-scheduling
It's promising and seductive, that huge Italian family, sitting around the dinner table, surrounded by olive trees. But it's not my family and I am not their family, and no amount of birthing sons, and cooking dinner and raking leaves or planting the gardens or paying for the plane tickets is going to change that. If I don't come back in eleven months, I will not be missed, and no one will write me or call me to acknowledge my absence. Which is not an accusation, just a small truth about clan and bloodline.
Gabrielle HamiltonTag: blood bones-butter
Alone on the terrace looking up at the stars I would not feel lonely. With him glued to the screen, I feel gutted...
Gabrielle HamiltonTag: blood bones-butter
[I] like to be anchored by routine, not shackled by it.
Gabrielle HamiltonTag: blood bones-butter
every session I had no fewer than sixteen girls with “allergies” to dairy and wheat—cheese and bread basically—but also to garlic, eggplant, corn, and nuts. They had cleverly developed “allergies,” I believe, to the foods they had seen their own mothers fearing and loathing as diet fads passed through their homes. I could’ve strangled their mothers for saddling these girls with the idea that food is an enemy—some of them only eight years old and already weird about wanting a piece of bread—and I would’ve liked to bludgeon them, too, for forcing me to participate in their young daughters’ fucked-up relationship with food.
Gabrielle HamiltonTag: girls women food diet dieting relationship allergies fads
My father has said a hundred times, and I have paid attention, that it's stupid to let money be the reason you don't do something.
Gabrielle HamiltonTag: money
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