The days are long and the years are short, someone told me when I had my first child. I keep reminding myself of this in these early weeks with th...
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I read this post by Erin Loechner, who writes the blog Design for Mankind, last week and have been thinking about it ever since. When I first star...
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Back when LiveJournal was the leading blogging platform, I didn't quite understand the concept of being 'found' on the Internet. I wrote, unapologet...
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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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Currently, my refrigerator is so bursting with berries and stone fruits that every day starts with a mission to consume. The fruit to yogurt ratio...
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Around this time of year, life tends to move a little faster while work tends to move a little slower. I like it that way. The parties, visitors a...
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When I lived in Italy, I learned three very important things. Don't talk about God. Don't talk about politics. And eat pasta as a first course. I'...
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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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There is a neatly arranged time and place for everything in life, including peanut butter. I used to tell Matt, even before we were married, that ...
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I can no longer avoid it, and I will not apologize. If you, like me, read a great deal of food blogs, you may be familiar with the term 'pumpkin f...
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I’ll always remember the summer (and fall) of 2015 as the one that we spent living at Ocean Beach. Historically, the San Francisco summer has be...
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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...
