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...
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When you're young, you probably don't think too much about life. I'm not talking about life, I'm talking about LIFE. With the context of where you...
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Crab season in Northern California is in full swing and if you like crab, you know this time is sacred. I remember a few years ago, Matt and I dro...
When I first spotted Rustica in a bookstore, I was smitten right off the bat. I know you shouldn't judge a book by its cover, but let's face it �...
My drive to work is approximately an hour and twenty minutes long. Each way. In the summer, I start my day around 7:30 am, wearing a coat. I walk ...
First thing's first: thank you, from the bottom of my heart for your sweet words on this post. All of your comments meant so much to us! Now, onto...
*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...