Do you ever think about someone's hands? The creases between their fingers and their palms, the shape of their fingernails, the way they hold a ...
Every year, I look forward to summer with the sort of anticipation that can only be described as childish. I am eager for the longer days and the ...
Nicole is one of those lovely individuals whom I would refer to as a 'kindred spirit.' Her blog, Eat This Poem, and wonderful newsletter constantl...
How to cook and clean lobster in eight easy steps.
There's a common sentiment among certain men I know that salad is not a meal. Though I whole-heartedly believe that salad IS a meal, and can be a ...
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...
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...