Ten years. That's how long it's been since I stepped out of high school for the very last time. This past weekend, I dragged, err, took, Matt to m...
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There is no perfect time for perfect, it seems. In our modern age, we're all trying to tackle that elusive concept: perfect timing. We want to qui...
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We had a feast for New Year’s. The sort that makes your stomach hurt and demands an antacid. The sort where you want time to stand still a littl...
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*makes 1 quart 9 ounces of carrots (approximately 10 small), cut into spears 1/2 small head of cauliflower, cut into florets 1 1/4 cups of wa...
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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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Every year, I look forward to summer with the sort of anticipation that can only be described as childish. I am eager for the longer days and the ...
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makes 1 cocktail 4 ounces of fresh-squeezed grapefruit juice 1 tablespoon of fresh-squeezed lime juice 2 ounces of tequila 1 tablespoon of aga...
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There is glitter on the bottom of my shoes. Perhaps that is the sign of a good New Year's Eve. Ahoy mates! Are you ready for 2011? 2010 was a good...
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serves four 1 pound of crimini mushrooms, stems removed 2 tablespoons of olive oil kosher salt (about a teaspoon, more or less to taste) 1 tab...
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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...
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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...