I used to write a lot of poetry. I have notebooks filled with raw, young angst. In college, I went up on a stage, terrified, and read one of my po...
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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Living in a twelve unit building where my primary view is an arm-length's peek into other people's apartment windows, I've realized how much this ...
Listen, right now is really not the time to start your diet, so let's talk about hot chocolate and get on with it. Now that Thanksgiving is over, ...
I was recently lamenting to Matt that I feel like every time I have an opportunity to cook or photograph food, I basically have to approach it lik...
Now that I've reached the ripe old age of 29, I can tell you that I've seen some trends come and go, and come again. Those colored corduroy pants ...
Despite the very limited space in my kitchen, I’m particularly fond of my breakfast vessels and gadgets because I am particularly fond of breakf...