I want to wear a pretty dress for you. It's Spring. Somewhat officially. And here in the Bay Area, that means every girl is plotting her next Per...
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Back in the spring of 2003, I embarked on my first solo international flight headed to Siena, Italy by way of Florence, by way of Bologna. I must ...
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I’ve been slowly — very, very slowly — reading Elizabeth Gilbert’s book, Big Magic. Every couple of nights when I’m not up late working,...
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I have a confession to make. With this brilliant Indian Summer we've had, I've missed one thing, and it's truly a surprise: cold, rainy, windy day...
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At some point, it became expected that whenever I would go home to visit my family, I would bring a delicious baked good (or goods). In some ways,...
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serves four 1 cup of whole wheat pastry flour 1/4 cup of rye flour 1/2 teaspoon of kosher salt 1/2 teaspoon of sugar 1 stick of cold unsalte...
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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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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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On our first date, Matt tried to convince me to read his favorite book, Infinite Jest (I had no intention, he would soon find out just how stubbor...
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Sometimes, I sit on recipes so long that they become sort of a conundrum. Should I still write about them on the site, even though I made somethin...
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We all lie to ourselves on a daily basis. Whether it’s a little or a lot, about the small stuff or the big stuff, these lies get us through our da...