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....
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Breakfast in a new city is always so promising because you know that ahead of you lies a day of exploration. When I am traveling, breakfast is a...
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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...
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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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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...
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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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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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This will be the first time (ever!) that Matt won't be spending Christmas with his family in Ohio. He'll be spending it with his family here in Sa...
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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 ...
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3 cups of oats (not quick cooking) 1 cup of buckwheat groats 1/2 teaspoon of kosher salt 1 teaspoon of ground cinnamon 1 teaspoon of real vanill...
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Serves four to six For the tomato sauce: 1 28 oz can of diced tomatoes 1 clove of garlic 6 sprigs of fresh oregano, stems removed 1 teaspoo...
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A friend I was recently hanging out with at a wedding said, “I don’t think people read blogs anymore.” She hasn’t been blogging much herse...