There's a lot to be said for knowing how and when to relax. Some people are too good at it, others, not good enough. Which are you? I know how ...
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There's nothing more weekend-y to me than a homemade pizza. We make a fair amount of it in our house. We pour ourselves a glass or two of wine, th...
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There was a period of time I remember when a lot of bloggers started writing about slowing down. They argued that we’d become consumed with produc...
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I had recently fallen into a rabbit hole called Alt Summit (if you've been following me on Twitter, you may have noticed that I was tweeting up a ...
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Minimalism. It seems to be the theme for 2012. I've been reading all sorts of blog posts and articles about people cleaning out their inboxes, uns...
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If ever there’s a time of year when my heart feels like it’s about to explode, surely it is Thanksgiving, and everything that comes the weeks ...
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I was hoping to do a little experiment: to write in the third person. But each time I tried, it felt entirely unnatural. I've always had trouble w...
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"I want to show you something," she often says with pride these days. Sometimes, it is a new toy. Sometimes, a "fancy trick" on the playground (cu...
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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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Serves four 1 large head of cheddar cauliflower 2 tablespoons of coconut oil, melted 1/2 teaspoon of turmeric 1/2 teaspoon of toasted cumin ...
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I’ve talked a lot about crêpes in the past — I grew up eating my grandma’s thick, buttery ones (we called them blini) and later my mom’s....
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I chose my wedding location in no small part based on the fact that the property housed a giant fig tree. Although I had never tasted a fresh fig ...