We are on the verge of starting a new year and I’ve realized that of all things I have made and shared here, apple cake is perhaps the most impo...
I'm currently enjoying what I've been calling my 'funemployment' - it' unemployment, but it's fun because I have a week off before starting a new ...
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)....
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...
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...
A few weeks ago, I went to a Summer Camp-themed wedding where one of our activities included a Ropes Course. I bragged to our friends that I had d...
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...
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...
When you live in California, sometimes you feel hours behind everyone else. Weirdly, we watch a recording of the ball dropping in Times Square on ...
I have a friend who especially enjoys traveling alone. She brings along a stack of books, makes a day-to-day itinerary based on only the things sh...
"You can’t go back,” Matt said to me while we were enjoying what could quite possibly be one of our few last evenings out just the two of us bef...