Last Friday, when we picked Ollie up from school, he asked us to go into the school’s garden with him, and encouraged us to eat any of the produce we found there. We questioned the validity — was he really supposed to eat anything he found, and to urge others…


Friday night, Nic left town with Ollie. About two hours after they departed, I headed, on foot, to the Jenifer Street Market. It’s a tiny grocery store about two blocks away. Reminds me of a European grocery store. The shelves are stacked high, the aisles are narrow, the lights are…


Last week, Ollie told us that he wanted Sloppy Joes. I wanted to ask him where he heard about them. And if he had eaten one? But he is in a very serious phase of not wanting to be questioned, and I decided that this was something I didn’t need…


Two weekends ago, I accompanied a friend (*slash/pod partner bc: Covid) to her best friend’s pizzeria. Yes, her best friend has a pizzeria. Like, of her own. Her best friend is Italian. She speaks Italian with her children and her mother and spoke it to me as well after I…


I don’t know the first time I became aware of a pavlova. I must have seen it in print or read about it; I know I didn’t spot one randomly sitting on someone’s kitchen counter. It was like a ghost you wholeheartedly believe in. …


Good morning.

Unless you’re someone like I often am — who doesn’t like positivity being forced upon you. And so if that, then, just — ‘morning.’ I got up at 4:45am.

I haven’t been up up before 5am in a couple months. I was loving my early morning wake ups…


It’s been two years today.

I didn’t get to talk to you the day you left; when dad called me in the morning, I was working at my dog-and-cat-sitting job, and he said you’d been taken down to the ICU. …


It was probably a whole month ago, now. That I had a plum. It was strange that I had a plum because I would never pick up a plum. This plum was plucked from the top of a wooden crate at the front of the co-op, by my little boy’s…


I stay up too late sometimes. Especially lately, when waking up early is failing me — Oliver pops up at the sound of me barely awake in the dark morning. It’s like his body is tuned in to the sound of me living my life in a tiny form of…


Good morning. I pried myself out of bed in the dark, telling myself it would be worth it. That I would make something of the time I gave up in sleep. …

Kelly Green

Loves dogs more than you do. website: www.thekellygreen.com on Instagram: @kellygreen_likethecolor and @kellygreeneats Twitter: @kellygreeeeeen

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