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 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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I still remember that weird feeling of publishing something “on the internet” and getting comments and emails from complete strangers saying t...
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Update: I've been informed that cocoa and coffee are both processed with high heat. Therefore, these truffles are technically not 'raw.' That said...
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Matt got an Amazon Echo for his birthday this year and naturally, it's proven to be equally useful as it is entertaining for our kiddos. For the l...
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Back when LiveJournal was the leading blogging platform, I didn't quite understand the concept of being 'found' on the Internet. I wrote, unapologet...
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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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Back in May, I had the pleasure of spending an evening at my friend Veronica's house, where I got to meet — in person — a number of my favorit...
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My first Christmas in America was a confusing one at best. Coming from Russia (by way of Israel) where we had a New Year’s tree and a fellow nam...
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Makes four large float glasses 1/2 cup of water 1/2 cup of sugar 1 cup of chopped strawberries 1 liter of sparkling water 1 pint of dark choc...
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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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Somehow, I’ve managed to avoid all conversations related to snowmaggedons, polar vortexes, and solar vortexes. And yet, I could feel it coming. Th...