I was about to start this post with "Dear Matthew" when I realized that I started my last post in a similar fashion and I'm not writing letters he...
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Ah, relief. I’ve said it before: despite my undying love for summer, often find it sort of overwhelming. There’s the self-imposed pressure �...
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I distinctly remember when smoothies became a presence in my life. It was in high school, when the first Jamba Juice opened in a strip mall near m...
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I'm currently enjoying what I've been calling my 'funemployment' - it' unemployment, but it's fun because I have a week off before starting a new ...
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If my memory serves me correctly, I’ve never set any New Year's resolutions before… but here I am at the end of January, setting one. Here it ...
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I’ve noticed something interesting recently, about the way my generation thinks about the present and the future. Our everyday lives seem to def...
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Here's how every story starts: the right timing. Sometimes, you want something to happen so badly, when it doesn't, it feels like the universe is ...
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6 large eggs 2 tablespoons of capers (preferably, salt-packed) 6-12 anchovies, packed in oil 1/4 cup of sour cream salt and pepper, to taste ...
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When I was turning 13, my parents asked me if I wanted to have a Bat Mitzvah or a blowout party (with a rented wooden dance floor in my backyard)....
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Everyone has a story about a drink that they’ve sworn off due to a hellacious night. It usually happened during high school or college or in Mex...
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The first blog I ever had was a LiveJournal. I wrote in it the way I would write emails to my friends (and they'd comment back as if we were on on...
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Originally published 12/4/12. Updated 12/4/20. What you'll need: Large Stockpot (a 12 quart pot would be optimal) Crab crackers (we lov...