The thing about pie is it's quite mysterious until you cut into it. Unlike a tart, which openly reveals its identity upon first glance, a pie only...
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I still remember that weird feeling of publishing something “on the internet” and getting comments and emails from complete strangers saying t...
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When I was turning 13, my parents asked me if I wanted to have a Bat Mitzvah or a blowout party (with a rented wooden dance floor in my backyard)....
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Everything starts anew. Year after year that I live in San Francisco, I am reminded that the fog will roll in right around my birthday. And I will...
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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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This recipe is Gluten-Free 6 ounces of very good dark chocolate 1 1/2 cups of hazelnuts 2 tablespoons of brewed coffee, chilled 1 teaspoon of ...
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The holidays are almost upon us and while I was hoping to share a lot of tasty treats and cheer leading up to them, life completely sidelined our ...
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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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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 first spring in Seattle and I’m already learning what it means to get ‘hit’ by the passing season. Coming from California, where spring i...
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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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There is no perfect time for perfect, it seems. In our modern age, we're all trying to tackle that elusive concept: perfect timing. We want to qui...