Back in 2008 when Matt and I first got engaged, we had to tackle a few of the big questions that everyone does when they decide they’re going to...
Writing can at times, feel like a marathon. The final period reminiscent of a big inhale. Sometimes an exhale, depending on what you are writing. ...
I'm writing to you from a black hole. A brief breath of fresh air in the midst of one of the busiest, most chaotic weeks of work. The reason? It's...
When I first moved to San Francisco in 2005, I hadn’t made up my mind about it. I wasn’t coming home, specifically, nor was I moving to a city...
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...
Currently, my refrigerator is so bursting with berries and stone fruits that every day starts with a mission to consume. The fruit to yogurt ratio...
I can no longer avoid it, and I will not apologize. If you, like me, read a great deal of food blogs, you may be familiar with the term 'pumpkin f...
There's a lot to be said for knowing how and when to relax. Some people are too good at it, others, not good enough. Which are you?I know how ...
I recently joked to a friend that if my content of the past 6 months were turned into a haiku (ignoring the whole 5-7-5 rule), it would go somethi...
Breakfast in a new city is always so promising because you know that ahead of you lies a day of exploration. When I am traveling, breakfast is a...
I'm turning 30 in a few short weeks. A nice number. If feels heavy, but in a good way. Like a quality watch, or a cutting board made of real wood....