I have this thing when I love a song. I will listen to it over and over until I get sick of it. Matt never does that, unless I ask. Nicely. These ...
I'm writing this post from Matt's parents' house in Ohio, where we're currently celebrating his dad's 70th birthday. It's one of the few times I'm f...
Minimalism. It seems to be the theme for 2012. I've been reading all sorts of blog posts and articles about people cleaning out their inboxes, uns...
I have a fondness for beans — I like how they blur the lines between upscale and pedestrian. One of my favorite bean companies, Rancho Gordo, ha...
I just got back from a whirlwind business trip to New York City, so I'm just getting into the swing of things (this morning was a rough wakeup cal...
An American burger welcomes every immigrant with open arms. Sure, people have invented and reinvented it; they put foie gras and chickpeas in it...
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Old habits die hard. I have this alarm clock that I have had for about 8 years now. I bought it from a Chinese store in Siena, Italy as a replacem...
It feels inevitable now. That at some point, I would have started to feel homesick, or perhaps sick for the past. Our transition, the move, the bi...