Time. There never seems to be enough of it. Sometimes I wonder, what would I do if I had more time? Would I read more? Exercise more? Cook more? S...
How many social media accounts do you have? One? Two? Eight? I'm a card-carrying member of Facebook, Twitter, Goodreads, Pinterest, Instagram, and...
The things we think we need aren't always the ones we really want. Did you ever hear the story of a young couple in love, each of whom was trying ...
The first time I stumbled upon Sprouted Kitchen, I knew I had found my kind of place on the Internet. I instantly related to Sara. She had travele...
Crab season in Northern California is in full swing and if you like crab, you know this time is sacred. I remember a few years ago, Matt and I dro...
Thank you so much for helping us spread the word about our Kickstarter. We're humbled by the response so far (over 75% backed!) but we still have 25...
Matt and I had a raised voices sort of argument about this sandwich, of all things, last weekend. The kind where you wonder, fifteen minutes after...
There's a roll of film that has been sitting in my night table for seven years now. No reason, really. I haven't developed it. In a way, I kind ...
I'm writing this post from Matt's parents' house in Ohio, where we're currently celebrating his dad's 70th birthday. It's one of the few times I'm f...
This is usually the time of year when each new day is full of hope. The new year is full of possibilities. New jobs, friends, fitness goals, diets...
All of the walls in my house are white. I hadn't intended for it to be that way, but for the past seven years, I have lived in a rented apartment ...