I am not a movie person. Nope. What I mean by that is that I do not seek out movies; I reluctantly, carefully, stubbornly choose a select few to w...
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One of the most entertaining booze-filled days in recent memory was spent inside of a large, converted hangar, now occupied by copper stills, ferm...
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Anna has been a lovely reader of Turntable Kitchen for some time, so when she came to us suggesting she pull together a special playlist and recip...
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There's a common sentiment among certain men I know that salad is not a meal. Though I whole-heartedly believe that salad IS a meal, and can be a ...
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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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I have this thing when I love a song. I will listen to it over and over until I get sick of it. Matt never does that, unless I ask. Nicely. These ...
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Whenever I go skiing, I often find myself in the following position: standing at the top of a big hill, staring down and being completely taken by...
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Everyone's posting chocolate truffle recipes and heart-shaped pancakes today, so I thought I'd do something different. If you need some delicio...
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This will be the first time (ever!) that Matt won't be spending Christmas with his family in Ohio. He'll be spending it with his family here in Sa...
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It’s not often that you come across someone who truly loves their job, but after my first conversation with Bryan Davis of Lost Spirits, I was l...
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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,...