Writing can at times, feel like a marathon. The final period reminiscent of a big inhale. Sometimes an exhale, depending on what you are writing. ...
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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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To this day, the best Halloween costume I've ever encountered was worn by a girl in my sixth grade class. She dressed up as a Twinings tea bag. Yo...
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Dear Amy, I'm sorry I never published your poetry in our literary magazine because I said it was full of cliches. I was the gatekeeper and what I ...
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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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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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You know how sometimes you want a chocolate chip cookie AND cake? It's hard to decide. Now, you don't have to. Thanks to the guys at Baked, a Broo...
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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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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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*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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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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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...