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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When I studied abroad in Italy as a junior in college, I diligently maintained a journal. It was a leather-bound notebook that I’d gotten as a g...
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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 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...
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I recently joked to a friend that if my content of the past 6 months were turned into a haiku (ignoring the whole 5-7-5 rule), it would go somethi...
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My friend Daniel introduced me to David Sedaris back when we were in high school. He leant me the hilarious book, Holidays on Ice, and the firs...
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serves four - six 1 cup of whole wheat pastry flour 1/2 cup of all-purpose flour 1 tablespoon of bourbon 1 teaspoon of pure vanilla extract ...
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*serves four 1/3 cup of small tapioca pearls (not instant), soaked in cold water for 15-30 minutes 3 cups of milk 2 eggs, separated 3 tables...
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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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"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...
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Today is my 28th birthday. It's actually super weird because every time I think about how old I am, I keep wanting to say 23 or 25 or, good God, n...
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Winter fruit hardly excites me. I do love pears, and apples are good only when they are REALLY good, but other than that, I find winter to be the ...