You may not have not have noticed but last week was the first time in years that I have gone a week without posting anything to the site (if you e...
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Originally posted Jan 26, 2011 I am lucky to have been profoundly influenced by two grandfathers, both of whom I affectionately call 'Ded' (sor...
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Before you say anything, let me just justify the cherries in the photo of my strawberry conserve. I simply can't help myself around this time of y...
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Recently, I wrote a short piece about summer movies for Gather Journal. It skewed toward being poetic and inspired a fair amount of nostalgia. The...
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Fluffy, tender biscuits have been eluding me for years. You see, I'd find recipe after recipe, tweak here and there, in the hopes that I could rec...
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I have a friend who especially enjoys traveling alone. She brings along a stack of books, makes a day-to-day itinerary based on only the things sh...
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If you’re anything like me, you had your first taste of sherry from your parents’ or grandparents’ cabinet, and it was branded in your memor...
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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 ...
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Whenever I go skiing, I often find myself in the following position: standing at the top of a big hill, staring down and being completely taken by...
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What is the most romantic thing that someone has ever done for you? How about the nicest thing? My freshman year of college, a high school frie...
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The thing about pie is it's quite mysterious until you cut into it. Unlike a tart, which openly reveals its identity upon first glance, a pie only...
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Weekends are the longest and shortest days when you are a parent. Especially during summer days in the PNW that feel both beautifully and painfull...