Most of 2015 has been a blur and something tells me that 2016 might be, too. I recall making crab cakes for breakfast in our pajamas and driving u...
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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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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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*Serves four, as a small plate 4 russet potatoes, peeled and diced into bite-sized pieces canola oil, for frying salt and pepper, to tast...
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This year (2013) has arguably been the biggest of my life. It didn't come without challenges. The most important event of the year was, of course,...
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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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A few months ago, we kicked off a fun partnership with our friends at IZZE, beginning with a post about hosting a Friendsday Night, Tulum-Style. A...
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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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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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My hair stylist told me the other day that the mullet is coming back. I'm not sure how to feel about this, but if the mullet means scrunchies, neo...
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Tiki culture gained its notoriety after World War II vets returned from the South Pacific looking to recreate their experience abroad. Donn the Be...
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I’ll always remember the summer (and fall) of 2015 as the one that we spent living at Ocean Beach. Historically, the San Francisco summer has be...