*serves two 6 slices of cherrywood smoked bacon 1/4 cup of pure maple syrup 1 teaspoon of whole black peppercorns, crushed with a mortar and ...
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When I first moved to San Francisco in 2005, I hadn’t made up my mind about it. I wasn’t coming home, specifically, nor was I moving to a city...
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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'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...
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Sometimes, I sit on recipes so long that they become sort of a conundrum. Should I still write about them on the site, even though I made somethin...
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Serves four 6 large eggs 1 cup of whole milk 1/4 teaspoon of freshly grated nutmeg*, plus more for dusting 1 teaspoon of ground cinnamon 6...
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I distinctly remember when smoothies became a presence in my life. It was in high school, when the first Jamba Juice opened in a strip mall near m...
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When you are a wordy person, there is an expectation that you should always know what to say. Wordy people know how to write a thank you card, a M...
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I’ve noticed something interesting recently, about the way my generation thinks about the present and the future. Our everyday lives seem to def...
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We all lie to ourselves on a daily basis. Whether it’s a little or a lot, about the small stuff or the big stuff, these lies get us through our da...
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"You can’t go back,” Matt said to me while we were enjoying what could quite possibly be one of our few last evenings out just the two of us bef...
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Living in a twelve unit building where my primary view is an arm-length's peek into other people's apartment windows, I've realized how much this ...