When I was about eight months pregnant with the twins, a friend introduced me to the Snowy Plover at Andytown Coffee Roasters in San Francisco. I ...
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This weekend, I realized that I’ve been missing the sun. This is what Seattleites talk about when they talk about winter, right? On Sunday, the ...
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Matt and I had a raised voices sort of argument about this sandwich, of all things, last weekend. The kind where you wonder, fifteen minutes after...
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One of my favorite things about food writing is getting to know so many wonderful people through it. Matt and I joke that whenever we travel, we ...
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What does family mean to you? I know that to most of us, family refers to your immediate unit — your parents, children, siblings, and spouse. Th...
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While we're off in Sicily, we invited a few folks that we admire to guest post on Turntable Kitchen. For the food side, I asked contributors to wr...
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I never thought this day would come — the day when I recommend that you use vodka in a cocktail recipe instead of gin. I made it very clear in m...
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Let me introduce you to a girl who loves breakfast as much as I do and has a whole blog devoted to all things delicious in the a.m. I first came a...
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We all lie to ourselves on a daily basis. Whether it’s a little or a lot, about the small stuff or the big stuff, these lies get us through our da...
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*Serves four, as part of the complete Childhood Favorites menu 1 1/2 cups of grated sharp cheddar cheese 3/4 cup of grated cave-aged Gruyere 4 ...
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It took me a long time to feel comfortable in the kitchen. I began to enjoy cooking sometime in college, but back then, I owned exactly two cookbo...
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I distinctly remember when smoothies became a presence in my life. It was in high school, when the first Jamba Juice opened in a strip mall near m...