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...
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...
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 ...
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...
After dealing with printer issues all weekend while trying to create our packing labels for Pairings Boxes and chasing down the mailman who gracio...
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...
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...
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...
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...
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....