On our first date, Matt tried to convince me to read his favorite book, Infinite Jest (I had no intention, he would soon find out just how stubbor...
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When I was in the 5th grade, my grandpa came to live with my family. At the time, I thought it might be temporary, but by the time I got to high s...
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The other day, I walked out of my house and smelled Fall. It was smokey and cold and hit the back of my nostrils in a rush of wind. Despite our ty...
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2 tablespoons of harissa powder 1 clove of garlic, minced 3 tablespoons of olive oil 1 1/2 tablespoons of honey 3 pounds of chicken wings, tip...
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The other day, I posted on Facebook, “Anyone else feel like they’re just barely holding their shit together?” It may have been my most comme...
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There's a good reason why I've never shared a recipe for kale chips on Turntable Kitchen. The reason is that I had always thought that people who ...
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About a year ago, I took a trip to New Orleans — home to every delicious food vice imaginable. What surprised me, however, was a random little j...
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My sophomore year of college, I had a revelation: that I had the power to feed myself. And I'm not talking about grabbing burritos from the local ...
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Nicole is one of those lovely individuals whom I would refer to as a 'kindred spirit.' Her blog, Eat This Poem, and wonderful newsletter constantl...
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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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One thing I’ve quickly realized as a home owner is that nothing is ever ‘done.’ Hard as I struggle to have the picture be ‘complete’ the...