Melissa and I have never met in person but like many of my other 'blogger friends' she feels like a real life friend. We're emailed about babies a...
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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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Megan and I met some time ago, when she was still living in San Francisco. I won't go into some of the big life changes she was going through at t...
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My grandmother had a major sweet tooth. It was not uncommon for her to have a little 'dessert' immediately following a pastry breakfast. When I wo...
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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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Fluffy, tender biscuits have been eluding me for years. You see, I'd find recipe after recipe, tweak here and there, in the hopes that I could rec...
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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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One of my favorite bloggers, Joanna Goddard recently wrote a cute little blog post, asking readers about their first kiss. Mine was at the ripe o...
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Our kitchen renovation process was no small feat and now that it's *nearly* over, I can honestly say that I never want to renovate a kitchen again...
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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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After dealing with printer issues all weekend while trying to create our packing labels for Pairings Boxes and chasing down the mailman who gracio...
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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...