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...
When my parents and I moved from Russia first to Israel, and then to the United States, our relatives said goodbye to us knowing there was a very ...
Ok, so bare with me on this one. How do you add lavender to coffee to make a lavender latte? Before I met Matt, coffee was just coffee. I could ce...
Around this time of year, life tends to move a little faster while work tends to move a little slower. I like it that way. The parties, visitors a...
I read this post by Erin Loechner, who writes the blog Design for Mankind, last week and have been thinking about it ever since. When I first star...
I’ve been slowly — very, very slowly — reading Elizabeth Gilbert’s book, Big Magic. Every couple of nights when I’m not up late working,...
I rarely watch TV but every two years when the Olympics are on, I find myself glued to the screen for many more hours than I care to admit. In fac...
We've had a few sleepless nights here in the Hickey household. Neko's teeth seem to be breaking through in rapid succession and our days, despite ...
We've been writing here at Turntable Kitchen for nearly three weeks now and I am finally feeling like I'm settling in. It's kind of like starting...
I’ve noticed something interesting recently, about the way my generation thinks about the present and the future. Our everyday lives seem to def...
"I owe you a phone call” is what my friends and I say to each other whenever we find ourselves exchanging a flurry of emails and text messages w...