Paige Smith Orloff invents sisterhood from scratch.
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MY FAVORITE CITY IN THE WORLD IS PARIS. I went there for the first time when I was 13, and fell in love. I’ve visited there intermittently over the years, and every single time, I leave more charmed. I haven’t had much chance for travel much of anywhere lately, so my Francophilia has mostly been fulfilled, you guessed it, by blogs. Mostly, you’ll be shocked to learn, food blogs. Would you like to join my armchair voyages? Read on. [click to continue…]
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THIS HAS BEEN the winter of flu-filled discontent in my house, and as a result, I’ve had innumerable requests for Jell–O. For a foodie like me, this presents quandaries. [click to continue…]
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BRRR. BLECCH. IT’S FEBRUARY. In college, this meant something called “Feb Club,” an organized party every single night of the year’s bleakest, longest-feeling month. In real life, this means a search for escape–virtual, if not real. [click to continue…]
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THIS IS IT, dear sisters. It’s now or never. Do or die. What’s so urgent? Read on. [click to continue…]
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SNOW DAYS AND CABIN FEVER have set in at my house, along with, I fear, the flu. Instead of feeling trapped, I am determined to embrace my short-term life as a shut-in…and clean out the basement. What, you may be wondering, does this have to do with you? Or that pretty cookbook up above? Read on, dear sisters, read on. [click to continue…]
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READING MICHAEL POLLAN’S The Omnivore’s Dilemma, which argues convincingly for eating food grown and produced locally, while simultaneously trying to pare down your family’s food budget, is a frustrating (to say the least) endeavor. Such has been my lot of late. [click to continue…]
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T HE DAY AFTER Christmas, I found myself hosting an accidental dinner party. In truth, I was cooked out: two Christmas geese and a nasty head cold had used up all the culinary enthusiasm and energy I had previously possessed. I was so dispirited that I (briefly) entertained the idea of serving take-out pizza to our latest guests. But then I remembered a dinner served by a friend, a simple meal so delicious that everyone had seconds. [click to continue…]
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THIS YEAR, CHRISTMAS spirit (I’m so, so sorry to report) is somewhat elusive. I’ve been through the wringer, between family health scares and emotional ups and downs and financial instability (and let’s not forget Joe Lieberman!) and I’m just done, done, done with 2009. While I’m looking forward to snowy winter vacation days home with my kids, with a fire in its ‘place and eggnog at hand, I just can’t muster much ho ho ho. Nonetheless, I did load up my cart with sugar and flour this week, because moody or not, it’s time to bake cookies. There’s just one little problem: [click to continue…]
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WAY BACK WHEN, when lovely Margaret Roach first told me of the brainstorm that would eventually become The Sister Project, I was a little uncertain about how I might fit into her plans. After all, as you know by now, I am not a sister. I’m an only child, and I have to admit that my lack of biological qualifications had me a little stumped at the beginning of this adventure. But (as you also all know by now) I am a mama to a sister, I am beyond lucky to have many, many incredible women in my life who I think of as my sister-friends, and I am a born-to-the-sisterhood (thanks, Mom) feminist. The result of all these disparate blessings? I am, despite my own sibling-less state, a big believer that indeed, sisterhood is powerful. [click to continue…]
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IT’S THAT TIME of year. Thanksgiving, historically, is my favorite holiday. But this year, for various reasons, I’m entering the turkey countdown exhausted, and somewhat lacking in the spirit of the season. As my friend said, when it’s just your immediate family, the big day sometimes feels more like “dinner” than “Thanksgiving.” To counteract my holiday malaise, I decided to capture the best bits of holidays past: to make it festive by making the group bigger, and to let go of my control-freak tendencies over the menu, location and décor. [click to continue…]
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THIS SAYS IT ALL ABOUT ME: Art by joeforte.com, husband of a friend.
First time here? Here's the idea: The Sister Project is a network of blogs about the many facets of the word sister, and the concept of sisterhood. A sisterhood of sister blogs, you could say. Whatever sister means to you, from identical twin to sister-in-law (or in friendship or in feminism), we’ll make room to listen in about it or express it on TSP. Like the slogan up top on our homepage says, “Don’t you have something to say to your sister?” We've got galleries of art and literature by and about sisters, and a Sisterpedia of sisterly trivia...but now we're getting ahead of ourselves. The quick study: Learn more about TSP, and how to find your way around. And oh—a giant, sisterly welcome.
No surprise, really, that sisterhood, often life’s longest relationship and always one of its most important, has been the Muse for so much creative self-expression by women, and also by men.
TSP’s Galleries were created to show off that outpouring of art and craft, poetry and prose. Come see a show or two—no ticket required, no lines to get in—and suggest others whose work we ought to showcase.
As the suffix of its name suggests, TSP's Sisterpedia is the reference section, one we’re hoping you’ll help us grow to maturity by adding your knowledge in the comments. Turn us on to new facts and figures, whether for the branch of our ‘library’ called Sistory (history from a sister point of view, from the Muses of ancient Greece to 60s Girl Groups and beyond) or the one called Sibling Science (what makes sisters tick, genetically and behaviorally). Or just click around and have a good read. See you there.
