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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It snowed in Seattle. On November 4th. I mean…I realize we left California for the PNW but this was something. There’s a part of me that reall...
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Living in a twelve unit building where my primary view is an arm-length's peek into other people's apartment windows, I've realized how much this ...
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Back in 2008 when Matt and I first got engaged, we had to tackle a few of the big questions that everyone does when they decide they’re going to...
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serves four For the waffles: 1 cup of all-purpose flour 1 cup of whole wheat flour 1/4 cup of sugar 3 teaspoons of baking powder 1/2 teasp...
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I recently joked to a friend that if my content of the past 6 months were turned into a haiku (ignoring the whole 5-7-5 rule), it would go somethi...
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Some of the most profound moments in our lives are, in fact, defined by silence. Sometimes there is silence because time is needed. Sometimes ther...
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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...
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"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...
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The other day, after Neko had finally gone to sleep, Matt and I were sitting on the couch, as we normally do. We always have to take a breather af...
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I'm writing this on Mother's Day. The kids have gone to bed by now, and I feel tired, but so, so happy. That's kind of how most days go as a paren...
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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...