When I was about eight months pregnant with the twins, a friend introduced me to the Snowy Plover at Andytown Coffee Roasters in San Francisco. I ...
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I am not a movie person. Nope. What I mean by that is that I do not seek out movies; I reluctantly, carefully, stubbornly choose a select few to w...
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Serves four 4 cluster tomatoes, seeded and finely diced 1/4 cup of finely chopped cilantro 1/2 lime, juiced 1/4 onion, diced 1/2 teaspoon chi...
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If there is one thing you need to know about my husband it is that he loves his coffee, dare I say, as much as he loves his music. And because tod...
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Everything starts anew. Year after year that I live in San Francisco, I am reminded that the fog will roll in right around my birthday. And I will...
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We've had a few sleepless nights here in the Hickey household. Neko's teeth seem to be breaking through in rapid succession and our days, despite ...
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My first Christmas in America was a confusing one at best. Coming from Russia (by way of Israel) where we had a New Year’s tree and a fellow nam...
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A friend I was recently hanging out with at a wedding said, “I don’t think people read blogs anymore.” She hasn’t been blogging much herse...
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Serves four to six 1 cup of dried farro 1 cup of roughly chopped strawberries 1 cup of cherry tomatoes, sliced in half 1 handful of mixed ...
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Every year, I look forward to Bon Appetit’s travel issue because it reminds me of the main reason I travel: to eat, of course. I plan my days ar...
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Let me introduce you to a girl who loves breakfast as much as I do and has a whole blog devoted to all things delicious in the a.m. I first came a...
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I'm writing this on Mother's Day. The kids have gone to bed by now, and I feel tired, but so, so happy. That's kind of how most days go as a paren...