Back in 2008 when Matt and I first got engaged, we had to tackle a few of the big questions that everyone does when they decide they’re going to...
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The first blog I ever had was a LiveJournal. I wrote in it the way I would write emails to my friends (and they'd comment back as if we were on on...
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It feels inevitable now. That at some point, I would have started to feel homesick, or perhaps sick for the past. Our transition, the move, the bi...
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I’ve been thinking about fear. Where it comes from and how to let it go. You see, I spend and have spent a lot of time being afraid. I wa...
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I chose my wedding location in no small part based on the fact that the property housed a giant fig tree. Although I had never tasted a fresh fig ...
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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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I jokingly refer to our friends, Hannah and Jeff, as our doppelgangers. Hannah and I are both writers (professionally), but she's also a music blogger...
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Time. There never seems to be enough of it. Sometimes I wonder, what would I do if I had more time? Would I read more? Exercise more? Cook more? S...
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I get obsessive about finding stuff. Can you relate? The other day, I realized that I have either lost or misplaced a favorite pair of earrings...
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*Serves four 1 1/4 cups of fresh English peas 4-5 mint leaves 1 tablespoon of olive oil, plus more for brushing on the bread and drizzling s...
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Over the past few months, I seem to have shifted my booze consumption back to the basics: drinking mostly neat pours (unmixed liquor served withou...