What does family mean to you? I know that to most of us, family refers to your immediate unit — your parents, children, siblings, and spouse. Th...
I don't talk much about it here, but when I was quite small, I lived in Israel for almost two years. It was there that my pale Russian skin receiv...
Kristin and I first met in person over drinks in New York City with my friend Dave, after we had been following each other on Twitter for some tim...
There is a neatly arranged time and place for everything in life, including peanut butter. I used to tell Matt, even before we were married, that ...
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We're sharing another recipe on the West Elm blog today! Adapted from our super popular Rosemary Vanilla Bean Lemonade, this refreshing drink is ...
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 �...
My grandmother had a major sweet tooth. It was not uncommon for her to have a little 'dessert' immediately following a pastry breakfast. When I wo...
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...
You might not know it, but breakfast in our house is kind of a big deal. Saturdays are pancake mornings. A kid is usually asking for pancakes by 8...