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'...
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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 when my grandmother's Alzheimer's was in its early stages, she called my grandfather and asked him to pick her up. When he asked her where, she...
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I've been a huge fan of Sweet Paul for ages and I was beyond thrilled when I was approached to share My Happy Dish with Sweet Paul's readers. Seri...
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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...
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makes 6 popsicles 1 1/3 cup of frozen blueberries 1/3 cup of sugar 1/4 teaspoon of ground cinnamon 1 cup of whole milk Greek yogurt 1. Co...
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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 ...
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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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*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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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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A few weeks ago, we got together with a few friends for an epic gathering in our backyard: an ice cream social! The backyard is what really sold u...
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On our first date, Matt tried to convince me to read his favorite book, Infinite Jest (I had no intention, he would soon find out just how stubbor...