The day after Thanksgiving, Matt and I drove out to Half Moon Bay to get in on the season's first crabs, buying them directly from the fishermen. ...
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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 got a text message the other day, from my friend who is on her honeymoon in Italy. She and I met actually when we were both studying abroad in S...
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Few things are more therapeutic than mixing colors in a bowl and frosting cookies. These cookies involved only my second time using food coloring ...
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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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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...
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At some point, it became expected that whenever I would go home to visit my family, I would bring a delicious baked good (or goods). In some ways,...
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Live music, po' boys, crawfish, daiquiris, Abita beer, and Sazeracs. If you don't manage to fit all of these in when you visit New Orleans, you're...
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