When you've been living with someone for a while, you kind of forget what it's like to be alone. I used to be really good at being alone. You may ...
I give my mom a lot of credit for developing in me a love for fresh produce. Like many people my age, I lived through a time when we drank soda, ate...
Megan and I met some time ago, when she was still living in San Francisco. I won't go into some of the big life changes she was going through at t...
I can no longer avoid it, and I will not apologize. If you, like me, read a great deal of food blogs, you may be familiar with the term 'pumpkin f...
Have you ever wanted to just pack up your things and jet? Having lived in San Francisco for nearly a decade, I’ve been feeling generally exhaust...
For as long as I can remember, my dad has always ordered the same drink from the airplane beverage cart: tomato juice, plain and simple. My dad, w...
Our kitchen renovation process was no small feat and now that it's *nearly* over, I can honestly say that I never want to renovate a kitchen again...
Writing can at times, feel like a marathon. The final period reminiscent of a big inhale. Sometimes an exhale, depending on what you are writing. ...
I'm turning 30 in a few short weeks. A nice number. If feels heavy, but in a good way. Like a quality watch, or a cutting board made of real wood....