I used to write a lot of poetry. I have notebooks filled with raw, young angst. In college, I went up on a stage, terrified, and read one of my po...
One of the best things about having a blog is being able to throw something out into the ethosphere and encourage people to talk about it. The con...
Leave it to the Italians to popularize a beverage that's intended to increase the appetite and/or aid with digestion. Bitter herbs stimulate diges...
When you're young, you probably don't think too much about life. I'm not talking about life, I'm talking about LIFE. With the context of where you...
A few weeks ago, I went to a Summer Camp-themed wedding where one of our activities included a Ropes Course. I bragged to our friends that I had d...
I never was a Girl Scout, but I sure loved those Thin Mints. Being a family of immigrants, we never quite got into the whole Girl Scout thing, but a...
It might be a strange time to be posting about lentil soup and turnips, but I promise that it's worth your time. You see, I've had this cookbook, ...
When I studied abroad in Italy as a junior in college, I diligently maintained a journal. It was a leather-bound notebook that I’d gotten as a g...