The Duchess Conservatory & Salon

03/02/2019

Drizzling balsamic reduction onto roasted cauliflower

03/02/2019

Drizzling balsamic reduction onto roasted cauliflower

03/02/2019

Ready for dinner guests

01/25/2019

Rainy day ramen

01/07/2019

The only girl I ever loved was born with roses in her eyes

01/07/2019

A bit of our in-house jungle

12/25/2018

The Duchess Christmas aesthetic

12/23/2018

11/03/2018

Green-inked letters by candlelight, fernet by the fire

10/13/2018

Spiritual download

09/23/2018

Three logs deep and ready for winter

09/22/2018

1/2 lb giant juicy burger with cambazola

07/17/2018

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06/30/2018

Birthday party with a plus backyard

06/01/2018

A few of the first creations made at Cans & Cacti. We've still got some succulents (and aperol spritzes) left if you're still thinking about stopping by!

06/01/2018

Ready for Cans & Cacti

05/29/2018

After

05/29/2018

Before

05/26/2018

Check out our page for info on our Cans & Cacti gathering this Friday!

04/23/2018

Breakfast of tomato broth, poached egg, creme fraiche, and a celery stick after a morning dessert coffee

04/23/2018

Coffee caramel for this morning's excessively delicious house coffee

04/18/2018

House wine moon shine

04/17/2018

The Fortune Teller is in 🔮

04/03/2018

That's a real big tree. A person not living at the Duchess could potentially live inside that tree.

04/03/2018

Mustard fields on the other side of the continent

03/21/2018

Taco spread

03/07/2018

Snow day silhouette

02/25/2018

Back room antics during Havana Nights: ¡Bésame!

02/25/2018

It's getting steamy in here as we prepare for ¡Bésame!, our Latin dance party

02/15/2018

A dinner ♥️

02/12/2018

I am an old house. A coal pen still stands in the basement even though only wood is still burned here in winter. These young critters who just moved in started me on social media, which hardly agrees with my constitution; alas, here we are. They frequently play music, which I take pleasure in resonating, and they keep erratic sleep schedules, and consume many altering substances, mostly alcohol, which they store among their crystal ware behind my most gorgeous original glass-windowed cabinets. They have hung many beautiful works of art on my sagging walls, which I do appreciate. They make me feel beautiful again. I am adorned with many large rugs to keep me warm in this snowy climate, and my floors are kept swept and mopped, my ceiling corners brushed free of cobwebs, my space used with love for critters to congregate in shelter from the cold.

Last week they took large old mushrooms from a jar in the closet and blended them with fruit and drank them and then giggled on the floor and went for a walk in the snow and came back red-cheeked and still laughing.

At this very moment they are listening to a Hank Williams record, their faces in their screens.

01/27/2018

Port and ivory by the fire

01/25/2018

Mid afternoon snack by the fire