bekah brunstetter
Bekah Brunstetter I care deeply. About a lot of things. Like really, really deep. Ow
playwright in brooklyn, NY

It is Well

October 3rd, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

With my Soul

(FYI THIS IS MY SOUL)

(MY SOUL IS SEASONAL; DELICIOUS)

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How to Actually Help

September 15th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

Sometimes I feel overwhelmed by the awfulness of things and so I dig my head into the sand of my own nonsense, instead of Helping, because how can I actually Help? But then there are orgs like Miry’s List (miryslist.org) that ACTUALLY ENABLE REGULAR PEOPLE TO ACTUALLY HELP, in a real and meaningful way. Basically this incredible woman Miry met a refugee family, and started an Amazon wish List for them. Three years later, her organization has helped OVER 350 REFUGEE FAMILIES from the Middle East with clothes, goods, housing, basically anything they need. To raise money for all of these services, Miry’s hosts Supper Clubs, at which a refugee fam cooks a giant traditional meal, and other people who want to Do Something can pay to come and eat, hear about the organization, and learn the family’s story. ALL OF THIS TO SAY, Mack invited me to help out with one of these dinners last night, and I’m so glad I did.

After everyone eats (and eats, and eats), the Cook tells the diners about he and his family’s story. Last night it was Bashir, from Afghanistan, who worked with the US Army as a translator. The Taliban threatened his life, so the US gave he and his family Visas — but basically no other support. They were literally homeless when someone put him touch with Miry, who LITERALLY PUT HE AND HIS FAMILY IN A HOTEL UNTIL THEY GOT ON THEIR FEET.

What I love about this organization is that the results are so tangible, so immediate. Like for example YOU! Right NOW! Can go to miryslist.org and buy things for a family from an Amazon wishlist. RIGHT NOW!

Takeaways:

  • Spend some time in service in others
  • When Mack invites you to something, say yes
  • GO TO miryslist.org and fulfill a wish WHY ARE YOU STILL READING THIS

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Bekah’s Book Club

September 7th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

At the urging of three separate friends, I started reading this INDEED VERY PAINFULLY BEAUTIFUL book, about the coming of age of a mysterious girl who lives in the Marsh on the North Carolina coast. It’s the kind of book that makes me all day Can’t Wait to go to bed, so I can read it. Not only is it just a great story, it checks two huge Bekah’s Book Club boxes for me, things that I always look for in literature that I might read again, recommend to friends:

1.) Incredibly detailed descriptions of how thin the main girl character is and how strong and skinny she is and how small and firm her breasts are and how ‘taut’ her skin is and how flat her stomach is and how puberty happened like an accident and now her hair is down to her butt and she could wear it like a dress around her taut skin, if she wanted

2.) EQUALLY DETAILED DESCRIPTIONS OF WHAT THE CHARACTER EATS FOR EVERY MEAL, LOTS OF REFERENCES TO CORN BREAD COOLING ON THE STOVE, FRIED CHICKEN, BLACKBERRY COBBLER WITH HARD CREAM; followed immediately by more descriptions of how taut said character still is

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CHEESE OF CHEESES

September 3rd, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’ve had many fine cheeses in my day. String. Grocery store. France. Off off broadway opening night party that came from someone’s backpack. But this weekend, thanks to our local cheese store, I met THE WORLD’S MOST RIDICULOUS CHEESE.

INTRODUCING….

THE INSTAGRAM WELLNESS ACCOUNT OF LADY CHEESES…..

THIS CHEESE, WHICH IS COVERED IN FLOWERS FROM THE FIELD WHERE ITS COWS GRAZED

IT LITERALLY TASTES LIKE GWYNETH PALTROW

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Lunch as Person

August 26th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’m sharing a house in beautiful Rhinebeck, New York for the week with my A.D. 16 (teenage Mary Magdalene and Jesus musical) collaborators, director Stephen and composer / lyricist Cinco. We’ve got a week to talk about our project and TRY NOT TO GET LYME DISEASE. These theater development things are always part drama play, PART CHECKING EACH OTHER FOR TICKS, and part social experiment in which completely grown adults are forced to see each other in their Pajamas, observe each other’s odd at home habits and food ticks (AHHH TICKS). As we develop our project, we learn about each other as humans. I would like to here highlight our lunches, so that you might understand us more, as people.

. Cinco’s seven year old boy lunch (note: he is the oldest of all of us, by some years):

My fat kid body issues sausage kale egg scramble:

STEPHEN’S BEAUTIFULLY CRAFTED AND PLATED SPREAD OF SOFT AND HARD CHEESES, SOPRASATA, DRIED OLIVES AND SUMMER TOMATO SALAD:

I FEEL LIKE YOU GET US NOW.

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Say Goodbye to These, Michael

August 11th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

Sometimes you make a cake for a friend because she’s managed to stay alive X amount of years, and it’s the yearly commemoration of her birth, and sometimes you make her a cake because she’s  getting a double Mastectomy to prevent the spread of her cancer, so that she can be MORE alive, and for longer. My LA little sister Mackenzie has been facing this whole thing head on with HUMOR AND GRACE, ie, she threw a White Girl Witch farewell party for her breasts, featuring an actual rack of lamb and performances by her close friends, staged readings of earnest scenes from the Bachelor, stand-up, song and dance — all formed around this Arrested Development favorite:

Now that she’s safely on the other side of her surgery, I have to share the Lemon Cream Cheese cake that I put all of my love and worry  into. I offered a boob cake, Mack requested that the cake ‘maybe not look like an actual boob, but maybe have…boob WRITING on it?’ PLEASE NOTE THE LITTLE EYEBALL CANDIES THAT ARE MEANT TO TASTEFULLY LOOK LIKE BOOBS.

But mostly I have to share how proud of and in awe I am of this woman. Her ability to laugh at everything and anything. The fact that in the days leading up to her surgery, she was working on pitching her next show and got two job offers. Here’s to so many more years with her, more themed tragedy parties, more inflatable props.

 

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TWO HEARTS / TWO DREAMS

April 27th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

Last night, Morrison had an epic home invasion dream in which he accosted a creepy, dangerous trespasser who was trying to force entry into our house, and by accost, I mean he reached for his hatchet and hacked the man in the neck with a clean, concise movement, because Morrison, both awake and asleep, is always protecting us. I, OTHER THE HAND, DREAMT I WAS EATING A GIANT WAFFLE WRAPPED AROUND A GIANT PIECE OF FRIED CHICKEN, BECAUSE I AM ALWAYS FOOD.

Morrison

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WHY TO BE CRAZY

April 15th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’ll admit that maybe I spend TOO much time in my head playing out worst case scenarios, versions of the world in which things go badly because you did not meticulously plan.  Planning is, or least sometimes can be,  the opposite of Disaster. And so when I heard that we were having our last Charleston meal at Hominy Grill — a fixture known for its fried green tomatoes and sausage gravy — on the SECOND TO LAST WEEKEND BEFORE IT CLOSES FOREVER — naturally, I panicked, assumed that we would never get a table and would have to stand outside of the restaurant in the heat with no water and or bathroom and our life-long friendships would be ruined and we would starve to death and never see our husbands or children ever again. AND SO, I insisted that we get there at LEAST 30 minutes before it opened, at which point I did a drop and roll out of the moving car to the hostess’s stand. The courtyard was already crowded with other like minded people who approach eating at Restaurants like tactical warfare. I shouted my name triumphantly at her, panicked when Blaine and Carrie took over two minutes to return from  parking the car, then hovered by the hostess with a racing heart, assuming she would call my name and I would not hear it.

THE RESULT?

Fried Green Tomatoes with House Ranch

Pork belly black eyed Pea cakes with tomato cumin sauce and poached eggs

HOMEMADE OATMEAL CREME PIES

WHO’S CRAZY NOW?!

(ME /  IT’S STILL ME /  IT WAS ME THE WHOLE TIME)

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OPINIONS

April 9th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

ASK ME HOW I FEEL ABOUT SPRING

AND I WILL SHOUT THESE AT YOU

 

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Have you been taking your Prenatal Vitamins

March 28th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

Kind, well, intentioned doctor: So, have you been taking your Prenatal Vitamins?

Me: Are you serious?

Doctor:….Yes?

(A TRAGIC, TRIUMPHANT SONG OF LES MISERABLES PROPORTIONS BEGINS. I stand on the table, wearing nothing but paper. I start to sing.)

Me:

YES

I HAVE BEEN TAKING THEM FOR YEARS

MADAM, I AM A PRENATAL VITAMIN

I BLEED FISH OIL AND FOLIC ACID!

MADAM, I TAKE THEM DAILY, BLINDLY, MERCILESSLY, 

SOMETIMES I JUST EAT THEM AS SNACKSSSSSSSS!!!!

(Calmly, I sit back down on the table.)

Doctor: Okay, well. Keep on taking them.

Me: WILL DO.

 

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