Happy Friday! As the days of summer dwindle, I'm actually starting to get excited for the month of September — the real San Francisco summer. ...
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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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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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In keeping with the theme of summery drinks, I've been itching to share a recipe for a margarita or paloma. Both are popular Mexican tequila cockt...
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Our kitchen renovation process was no small feat and now that it's *nearly* over, I can honestly say that I never want to renovate a kitchen again...
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Do you ever think about someone's hands? The creases between their fingers and their palms, the shape of their fingernails, the way they hold a ...
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I can no longer avoid it, and I will not apologize. If you, like me, read a great deal of food blogs, you may be familiar with the term 'pumpkin f...
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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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When you're young, you probably don't think too much about life. I'm not talking about life, I'm talking about LIFE. With the context of where you...
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I’ve never been a cupcake person. I’m not much for pie, either. But it takes a certain type of cupcake (and a certain type of pie) to win my h...
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I’m not usually very good at staying silent. I’m often quick to judge and make a statement. In the heat of the moment, I often see things in b...
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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...