Old habits die hard. I have this alarm clock that I have had for about 8 years now. I bought it from a Chinese store in Siena, Italy as a replacem...
I just finished reading my friend Jess’s fantastic new book. We finally (finally!) met in person about a month ago after spending years followin...
I have a fondness for beans — I like how they blur the lines between upscale and pedestrian. One of my favorite bean companies, Rancho Gordo, ha...
My drive to work is approximately an hour and twenty minutes long. Each way. In the summer, I start my day around 7:30 am, wearing a coat. I walk ...
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...
I was hoping to do a little experiment: to write in the third person. But each time I tried, it felt entirely unnatural. I've always had trouble w...
When I first spotted Rustica in a bookstore, I was smitten right off the bat. I know you shouldn't judge a book by its cover, but let's face it �...
We're waiting, and eating. I can't tell you how much the past seven months have challenged me, mentally. Sure, there have been physical changes, t...
Minimalism. It seems to be the theme for 2012. I've been reading all sorts of blog posts and articles about people cleaning out their inboxes, uns...