When my parents and I moved to America, I quickly started calling everyone I ever spoke with in class my 'friends.' My parents were perplexed. "Th...
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Serves four For the salad: Approximately 4 1/2 cups of roughly cubed country bread 2 cloves of garlic kosher salt 2 tablespoons of extra v...
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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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1.5 oz grappa (we used Lorenzo Inga Grappa Di Barolo) .75 oz Lillet Blanc .75 oz Aperol Orange peel garnish 1. Combine the liquid ingredients...
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When my parents' apricot tree is heavy with its full glory of fruit, it is a feast for all, including the squirrels. My parents' apricots are smal...
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The day after I got Kim Broyce's Good to the Grain, I went out and purchased six different kinds of flour. I had read so many rave reviews about t...
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Her name was Jessica. She was my first frenemy and she one-upped me in everything. She had the Little Mermaid lunchbox before I did and a gay best...
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March is lot like a long, flat stretch of road somewhere. It’s far enough away from where you’ve left (winter) and not quite to where you’re h...
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I was about to start this post with "Dear Matthew" when I realized that I started my last post in a similar fashion and I'm not writing letters he...
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Now that I've reached the ripe old age of 29, I can tell you that I've seen some trends come and go, and come again. Those colored corduroy pants ...
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There are three types of quiet time, when it seems that the world is able to stand still. It's early, and I mean early in the morning. When the su...
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Live music, po' boys, crawfish, daiquiris, Abita beer, and Sazeracs. If you don't manage to fit all of these in when you visit New Orleans, you're...