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...
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...
September has a way with me. It has, in the last few years, become one of my favorite months. If you are considering a trip to San Francisco, I wo...
We spent the past weekend in the state of Washington celebrating my delightful friend Megan and her equally-delightful new husband Sam. There’s ...
When I first started blogging, I never got any comments. Each time a post would go out in the ether, I'd hold my breath a little, wondering if a k...
For many years, I consistently brought the same exact salad to work in a square tupperware tucked into a plastic bag that is no longer allowed in ...
The sun colors the sky all shades of pink and purple at this time of year. It's my favorite time to drive home from work because I often watch the...
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 ...