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 ...
One thing I’ve quickly realized as a home owner is that nothing is ever ‘done.’ Hard as I struggle to have the picture be ‘complete’ the...
When my parents and I moved to America, I quickly started calling everyone I ever spoke with in class my 'friends.' My parents were perplexed. "Th...
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...
Have you ever lost touch with a friend without realizing how it happened? Or found yourself making promises to read more, garden, or take a day of...
It took me a long time to feel comfortable in the kitchen. I began to enjoy cooking sometime in college, but back then, I owned exactly two cookbo...
I am not typically someone that fries my food. I rarely eat fried foods out and I certainly don't make it a habit to fry food in. But for some r...
Every year, I look forward to summer with the sort of anticipation that can only be described as childish. I am eager for the longer days and the ...