To love a city is to get involved in a complicated relationship. It means to persevere in the face of inconveniences — stairs and cobblestones, ...
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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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This recipe couldn’t be better timed. Today is officially Cinco de Mayo, and in addition to sharing some links (at the bottom of the post) to so...
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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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Every year, I look forward to Bon Appetit’s travel issue because it reminds me of the main reason I travel: to eat, of course. I plan my days ar...
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*Serves four For the salad: 1 large head of butter lettuce 3-4 radishes, very thinly sliced microgreens for garnish (optional) 2 teaspoons ...
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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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Serves two - three 2 whole branzini (Mediterranean seabass), cleaned and gutted 4-6 sprigs of fresh rosemary 5-6 orange slices, cut in half sa...
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The other day, after Neko had finally gone to sleep, Matt and I were sitting on the couch, as we normally do. We always have to take a breather af...
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We all lie to ourselves on a daily basis. Whether it’s a little or a lot, about the small stuff or the big stuff, these lies get us through our da...
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Everyone can appreciate a compliment, whether it comes from a friend, an acquaintance or a stranger. Yet, it's not uncommon to feel humbled by a com...
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Talk about a switching of gears. Like all vacations, short or long, mine came to an abrupt end following a luscious Sunday roast enjoyed in East L...