Remember when I told you about my friend Sara's gorgeous new book? Well, before she had graciously sent me a copy (with the loveliest note tucked ...
When my parents' apricot tree is heavy with its full glory of fruit, it is a feast for all, including the squirrels. My parents' apricots are smal...
September has a way with me. It has, in the last few years, become one of my favorite months. If you are considering a trip to San Francisco, I wo...
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...
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...
First thing's first: thank you, from the bottom of my heart for your sweet words on this post. All of your comments meant so much to us! Now, onto...
There is news and then there is NEWS. In the grand scheme of things (at least as far as this site is concerned, and the two people who run it) I'm...
Update: This giveaway is now closed. We're big fans of West Elm, the cool, Brooklyn-based furniture brand. We love our breezy Stripe Duvet Cov...
I remember these summers when I'd wake up well into the hotter part of the day, pour myself a bowl of cereal and plop down in front of the TV for ...
A week or so ago, I posted on Facebook that I had made 9 jars of apricot jam. I was overwhelmed by the number of people who said they wanted to tr...
I rarely watch TV but every two years when the Olympics are on, I find myself glued to the screen for many more hours than I care to admit. In fac...
