I've been a huge fan of Amanda's beautiful site, give me flour, for some time now. Her writing makes me want to travel to her homeland of Brazil, ...
My sophomore year of college, I had a revelation: that I had the power to feed myself. And I'm not talking about grabbing burritos from the local ...
Matt and I had a raised voices sort of argument about this sandwich, of all things, last weekend. The kind where you wonder, fifteen minutes after...
There are a whole slew of services and products geared at the last minute lifestyle. You know those people who are always buying their Christmas g...
There's nothing more weekend-y to me than a homemade pizza. We make a fair amount of it in our house. We pour ourselves a glass or two of wine, th...
This weekend, I realized that I’ve been missing the sun. This is what Seattleites talk about when they talk about winter, right? On Sunday, the ...
Have you ever kept something a really big secret? Something you've never shared with anyone? I was amazed at how long Matt kept his proposal plans...
*serves four1/2 cup of black quinoa* 1 pound of tomatoes handful of radishes 1 tablespoon of finely chopped mint 1 sprig of rosemary oliv...
Phew. I'm back from my second trip to New York City in less than three weeks, and needless to say, I am ready for a long nap. It's nice to feel gr...