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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I started throwing lots of things away recently. Old magazines, high school t-shirts I've been holding onto since — well — high school, pre-ad...
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This thing happens to me in the summer. I don’t really cook. I mean, I cook but I don’t really make recipes. The produce is so fresh and so go...
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2 large, boneless, skinless, chicken breasts 1 tablespoon of North Chinese Style Five Spice 1/2 teaspoon of ground ginger 2 teaspoons of brown ...
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A few weeks ago, we got together with a few friends for an epic gathering in our backyard: an ice cream social! The backyard is what really sold u...
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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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Melissa and I have never met in person but like many of my other 'blogger friends' she feels like a real life friend. We're emailed about babies a...
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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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I know. It’s September 3rd, and here I am posting about watermelon. Late to the party, much? This summer, I’ve found myself picking up a small...
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The sun colors the sky all shades of pink and purple at this time of year. It's my favorite time to drive home from work because I often watch the...
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When I studied abroad in Italy as a junior in college, I diligently maintained a journal. It was a leather-bound notebook that I’d gotten as a g...
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I don't talk much about it here, but when I was quite small, I lived in Israel for almost two years. It was there that my pale Russian skin receiv...