I just got back from a whirlwind business trip to New York City, so I'm just getting into the swing of things (this morning was a rough wakeup cal...
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Talk about a switching of gears. Like all vacations, short or long, mine came to an abrupt end following a luscious Sunday roast enjoyed in East L...
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We grew up in the shadow of Silicon Valley. Where being good at math and science was inherently better than being able to bang out a well-written ...
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Have you ever kept something a really big secret? Something you've never shared with anyone? I was amazed at how long Matt kept his proposal plans...
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Everyone has a story about a drink that they’ve sworn off due to a hellacious night. It usually happened during high school or college or in Mex...
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There's nothing more weekend-y to me than a homemade pizza. We make a fair amount of it in our house. We pour ourselves a glass or two of wine, th...
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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...
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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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I'm writing this on Mother's Day. The kids have gone to bed by now, and I feel tired, but so, so happy. That's kind of how most days go as a paren...
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serves four 1 cup of whole wheat pastry flour 1/4 cup of rye flour 1/2 teaspoon of kosher salt 1/2 teaspoon of sugar 1 stick of cold unsalte...
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Serves four 1.5 pounds of fresh, wild coho salmon (cut into 2 large pieces) Handful of fresh dill sprigs 1⁄2 lemon, thinly sliced, plus mor...
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Few things are more therapeutic than mixing colors in a bowl and frosting cookies. These cookies involved only my second time using food coloring ...