Sarah EverettThe Gluten-Free CasseroleIt was the week before Thanksgiving in 2015, and I was on the phone with my sister Amanda trying to square away our plans for the holiday.Nov 26, 2019Nov 26, 2019
Sarah EverettPortland’s Just Not That Into YouIn the minutes after walking out of my office job in Spokane, Washington, I panicked and weighed my decision.Feb 14, 2019Feb 14, 2019
Sarah Everettl o v eI waste a preposterous amount of time preoccupied with the idea of love, dating, relationships, and the general concept of romantic…Jan 9, 2019Jan 9, 2019
Sarah EverettSoaked In SlythurineAs I lay nestled in my bedding in the dead of night, suddenly enveloped in the warm rapid of urine collecting around my body emitting from…Sep 3, 2018Sep 3, 2018
Sarah EverettA Tale of Two PicnicsBaked lemon-pepper salmon drowning in a sea of butter, garnished with an abundance of thick, juicy, overlapping lemon slices and a soft…May 16, 2018May 16, 2018
Sarah EverettJoe Calzaghe vs. The Infinite Sadness“I really think you’re going to enjoy this fight,” Jim said, digging his hand into the Pringles can that rested between us.Apr 25, 2018Apr 25, 2018
Sarah EverettThe Reign of RasputinIt was four o’clock on a Sunday afternoon in December, and I was shredding page by page out of a copy of The Graveyard Book in the…Apr 14, 2018Apr 14, 2018
Sarah EverettThe Trash CakeIt’s the morning after I’ve been dumped, and my head feels like someone is standing on it.Apr 11, 2018Apr 11, 2018