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...
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 ...
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'...
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...
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...
There are few things better in life than a hot summer day, a cold dip in an ocean/lake/pool, a run through the sprinklers, a bowl full of watermel...
We're packing in trips like there's no tomorrow before these babies arrive. We still have some time (I'm nearly halfway there!), but with my growi...
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Ah, relief. I’ve said it before: despite my undying love for summer, often find it sort of overwhelming. There’s the self-imposed pressure �...
I’m a card-carrying member of the Alison Roman fan club. I’ve made The Cookies and The Stew. I watch all of her Instagram videos, and I basica...