Amy DerjueReflections on the First Month of ParenthoodSomehow, more than five weeks has elapsed since we welcomed our daughter to the world. It seems like one very long day, solely focused on…Jan 25, 2022Jan 25, 2022
Amy DerjueRemembering BaileyOn a sunny July morning, relaxed and slightly hungover from the Fourth of July weekend, I was scrolling through Facebook when I saw a…Jan 11, 2022Jan 11, 2022
Amy DerjueObligatory 2020 RecapWell. That certainly was something, wasn’t it?Dec 31, 2020Dec 31, 2020
Amy DerjueA Eulogy for the Pour House, Which is Not Yet DeadIt’s an inevitability that cities will change. But COVID-19’s Thanos-like destruction of the restaurant industry needs to be addressed.Aug 5, 2020Aug 5, 2020
Amy DerjueA Note on PrivilegeSince the pandemic began, I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about my privilege.Jun 3, 20201Jun 3, 20201
Amy Derjue2019 in BooksIn 2018, I read a bunch of books, thanks to the Boston Public Library’s ebook collection. This year, I kept the streak alive, powering…Dec 31, 2019Dec 31, 2019
Amy Derjue2018 in BooksIn late 2017, I realized I had two powerful tools to increase the number of books I read without going broke: A Kindle and a library card.Dec 31, 2018Dec 31, 2018
Amy DerjueReflections on McCoy StadiumMy first memory of McCoy Stadium is not of a visit to the ballpark. It is of a souvenir plastic cup.Aug 17, 2018Aug 17, 2018
Amy DerjueInside Magnolia Market at the SilosWe expected to see the sleepy Texas town of television fame when we pulled into downtown Waco. Instead, there were lines of cars circling…Mar 8, 2017Mar 8, 2017