The other day, as I was running late to an appointment, I saw a parking spot and immediately pulled a quick U to try to grab it, just as another c...
Persimmons and I have a funny relationship. My mom and grandpa love them and for years, I didn't really know what the fuss was about -- especially...
March is lot like a long, flat stretch of road somewhere. It’s far enough away from where you’ve left (winter) and not quite to where you’re h...
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We spent the past weekend in the state of Washington celebrating my delightful friend Megan and her equally-delightful new husband Sam. There’s ...
There's a common sentiment among certain men I know that salad is not a meal. Though I whole-heartedly believe that salad IS a meal, and can be a ...
Back when Matt and I used to spend most of our evenings sitting side-by-side on our couch, writing blog posts, I couldn’t imagine a life without...
Last summer, we signed up for a fruit CSA. I had always wanted to love CSAs, but candidly, they never really worked for me before. There were alwa...