Is it summer yet? We’ve had a few glimpses of warm-weather days in San Francisco over the past month, and every sunny day I rush to pair the sum...
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I’ve come to believe that the best and worst decisions we could make are the ones we don’t make at all. We’ve had a particularly warm win...
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I sent a “Happy New Year” card to my family wishing them a happy 2020. That’s how much of a blur 2018 was! It was a good year in so many way...
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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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I remember when Fiona Apple first broke through my radar, I was in middle school or early high school. I thought she was super weird and creepy at...
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I turned 29 this weekend, and it still feels weird to say that. I'm not sure when it happens, but sometime in your twenties, you start forgetting ...
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I mentioned in my Sicily Guide that we came home with a small loot of tasty treats. What I didn't mention was that this loot actually included a p...
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For Matt’s 30th birthday, I baked him a German Chocolate Cake — his favorite, and my very first layered cake. I only had one cake pan at the t...
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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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*serves four 1/2 cup of black quinoa* 1 pound of tomatoes handful of radishes 1 tablespoon of finely chopped mint 1 sprig of rosemary oliv...
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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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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...