One of my favorite bloggers, Joanna Goddard recently wrote a cute little blog post, asking readers about their first kiss. Mine was at the ripe o...
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Despite the very limited space in my kitchen, I’m particularly fond of my breakfast vessels and gadgets because I am particularly fond of breakf...
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Serves four For the labneh: 1 container of full fat Greek yogurt 1 teaspoon of kosher salt For the basil oil: 1⁄3 cup of extra virgin o...
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Weekends are the longest and shortest days when you are a parent. Especially during summer days in the PNW that feel both beautifully and painfull...
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The days are long and the years are short, someone told me when I had my first child. I keep reminding myself of this in these early weeks with th...
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I’ve talked a lot about crêpes in the past — I grew up eating my grandma’s thick, buttery ones (we called them blini) and later my mom’s....
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We grew up in the shadow of Silicon Valley. Where being good at math and science was inherently better than being able to bang out a well-written ...
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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...
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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...
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I try to plan at least one trip per year as a way to reward myself for being a working person the rest of the time, and also so that I can enjoy t...
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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. ...
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There's a roll of film that has been sitting in my night table for seven years now. No reason, really. I haven't developed it. In a way, I kind ...