While we're off in Sicily, we invited a few folks that we admire to guest post on Turntable Kitchen. For the food side, I asked contributors to wr...
The other day, I snuck a peek into my old life. I was headed to the dentist in downtown San Francisco, where I hardly ever go anymore. The streets...
I rarely watch TV but every two years when the Olympics are on, I find myself glued to the screen for many more hours than I care to admit. In fac...
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....
I have come to that inevitable time in my life — when my passport full of stamps is about to expire. The name inside is no longer accurate (even...
Do you cook with your spouse? Although Matt is officially 'the music guy' in our household, he is no stranger to the kitchen. In fact, he and I ar...
Minimalism. It seems to be the theme for 2012. I've been reading all sorts of blog posts and articles about people cleaning out their inboxes, uns...
When I was little, my favorite books were Scandinavian fairy tales about a mythical creature called a Moomin, which vaguely resembled a cuter, mor...
Summer has quietly slipped out of my grip somehow and the other day, I had a fleeting thought about fall: about boots and hot chocolate and umbrella...
There are certain foods that are quite polarizing: oysters, olives, licorice, and anchovies. And while I have a very strong dislike of licorice, t...