Let's play a game: you tell me something about your childhood and I will tell you something about mine. I'll start. My family used to travel a ...
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This past weekend, Matt and I took a little road trip to the Ace Hotel in Palm Springs (more on that later). I took the day off from work on Frida...
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I’ve been slowly — very, very slowly — reading Elizabeth Gilbert’s book, Big Magic. Every couple of nights when I’m not up late working,...
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Back in the early days of blogging, links were the best way to discover new sites, content, and voices around the Internet. Everyone seemed to hav...
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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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Back when Matt and I used to spend most of our evenings sitting side-by-side on our couch, writing blog posts, I couldn’t imagine a life without...
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We've been writing here at Turntable Kitchen for nearly three weeks now and I am finally feeling like I'm settling in. It's kind of like starting...
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I've been a huge fan of Amanda's beautiful site, give me flour, for some time now. Her writing makes me want to travel to her homeland of Brazil, ...
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Serves four 6 large eggs 1 cup of whole milk 1/4 teaspoon of freshly grated nutmeg*, plus more for dusting 1 teaspoon of ground cinnamon 6...
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I turned 29 this weekend, and it still feels weird to say that. I'm not sure when it happens, but sometime in your twenties, you start forgetting ...
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Do you keep in touch with your high school friends (if you're out of high school)? I sure do. In fact, I think my high school friends are prett...
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Last month, we headed on our first “big” family vacation as a family of five. It was a reset of sorts. I’ve been blogging pretty sporadicall...