I’ve reached the stress baking portion of quarantine. I haven’t quite made it to the sourdough starter and bread-baking stage. Nor have I inve...
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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...
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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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*Makes enough for four sundaes 2 cups of cherries, pitted 1 tablespoon of balsamic vinegar 2 tablespoons of turbinado sugar 1 pint of vanill...
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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...
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Around this time last year, we were beginning to hunker down. Preparing for the twins' arrival. We hadn't yet realized that we'd be moving to Seat...
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For Matt’s 30th birthday, I baked him a German Chocolate Cake — his favorite, and my very first layered cake. I only had one cake pan at the t...
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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 ...
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The first blog I ever had was a LiveJournal. I wrote in it the way I would write emails to my friends (and they'd comment back as if we were on on...
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This past weekend, Matt and I took a little road trip to the Ace Hotel in Palm Springs (more on that later). I took the day off from work on Frida...
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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...