It's been decided. Ice cream sandwiches are definitely the best way to celebrate an occasion. This is the second time I am writing about Matt in the...
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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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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 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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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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I’m not usually very good at staying silent. I’m often quick to judge and make a statement. In the heat of the moment, I often see things in b...
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"I want to show you something," she often says with pride these days. Sometimes, it is a new toy. Sometimes, a "fancy trick" on the playground (cu...
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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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*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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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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To love a city is to get involved in a complicated relationship. It means to persevere in the face of inconveniences — stairs and cobblestones, ...
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Hello, dear friends --old and new. A few years ago, I started a little food blog called eating/sf. A year or two later, my boyfriend at the time (...