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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I've been in a bit of a funk this past week, having a hard time motivating myself to get anything done. Whether it's washing the dishes, exercisin...
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We often get asked about the types of recipes that are featured in our monthly Pairings Boxes and our standard answer is: the recipes reflect the ...
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Now that I've reached the ripe old age of 29, I can tell you that I've seen some trends come and go, and come again. Those colored corduroy pants ...
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On our first date, Matt tried to convince me to read his favorite book, Infinite Jest (I had no intention, he would soon find out just how stubbor...
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When Matt is away, I find myself still sleeping on the very edge of our bed. It's funny because when we're both in bed, Matt will often complain o...
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Remember when I told you about my friend Sara's gorgeous new book? Well, before she had graciously sent me a copy (with the loveliest note tucked ...
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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...
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September has a way with me. It has, in the last few years, become one of my favorite months. If you are considering a trip to San Francisco, I wo...
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I'm writing to you from a black hole. A brief breath of fresh air in the midst of one of the busiest, most chaotic weeks of work. The reason? It's...
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The first time I stumbled upon Sprouted Kitchen, I knew I had found my kind of place on the Internet. I instantly related to Sara. She had travele...