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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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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Ah, relief. I’ve said it before: despite my undying love for summer, often find it sort of overwhelming. There’s the self-imposed pressure �...
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We women are constantly reminding each other that we support one another. We welcome and share each other's ideas. We compliment each other on our...
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Breakfast in a new city is always so promising because you know that ahead of you lies a day of exploration. When I am traveling, breakfast is a...
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The other day, I posted on Facebook, “Anyone else feel like they’re just barely holding their shit together?” It may have been my most comme...
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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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My hair stylist told me the other day that the mullet is coming back. I'm not sure how to feel about this, but if the mullet means scrunchies, neo...
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It seems that everyone — from individuals to brands — want to be identified as 'creative.' Of course we also want to be smart and analytical, ...
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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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Currently, my refrigerator is so bursting with berries and stone fruits that every day starts with a mission to consume. The fruit to yogurt ratio...