I’ve reached the stress baking portion of quarantine. I haven’t quite made it to the sourdough starter and bread-baking stage. Nor have I inve...
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...
I recently joked to a friend that if my content of the past 6 months were turned into a haiku (ignoring the whole 5-7-5 rule), it would go somethi...
Elijah’s Deli welcomed me with open Jewish grandma arms the first time my parents dropped me off in San Diego to start college as a freshman. An...
I’ve never been a cupcake person. I’m not much for pie, either. But it takes a certain type of cupcake (and a certain type of pie) to win my h...
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I was about to start this post with "Dear Matthew" when I realized that I started my last post in a similar fashion and I'm not writing letters he...
Some of the most profound moments in our lives are, in fact, defined by silence. Sometimes there is silence because time is needed. Sometimes ther...