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 ...
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 ...
Melissa is a wonderful blog friend whom I admire very much. Over the year (ish?) that I've known her, she's been incredibly supportive of Turntabl...
I don't know about you, but I've been treating myself right this holiday season. French Toast, cinnamon rolls, ginger molasses cookies...you know ...
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 noticed something interesting recently, about the way my generation thinks about the present and the future. Our everyday lives seem to def...
The other day, we were sitting at the dinner table and I glanced out the window in a bit of a daze when I spotted a rainbow. It was faint, but it ...
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 �...
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...