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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The things we think we need aren't always the ones we really want. Did you ever hear the story of a young couple in love, each of whom was trying ...
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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, ...
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I was recently lamenting to Matt that I feel like every time I have an opportunity to cook or photograph food, I basically have to approach it lik...
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I remember our last day in San Francisco, I was a bleary-eyed mother of barely two-month-old twins and a nearly-three-year-old. I hadn’t had the...
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I get obsessive about finding stuff. Can you relate? The other day, I realized that I have either lost or misplaced a favorite pair of earrings...
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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...
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For the mango salsa: 1 mango, peeled and diced 1/2 jalapeno, cored, seeded, and finely minced 1 medium tomato, seeded and diced 1/3 cup of d...
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This is a sponsored post in partnership with the California Walnut Board. All words and opinions are our own. Thank you for supporting the brand...
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Serves four 1 pound of fresh halibut (or another firm, white fish), cut into bite-sized cubes 1 tablespoon of finely chopped cilantro 1 small r...
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Do you keep in touch with your high school friends (if you're out of high school)? I sure do. In fact, I think my high school friends are prett...
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There was a time when I was a die-hard Jersey girl. New Jersey was the first place I ever lived in America and for a girl who had a sizable collec...