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...

Everything starts anew. Year after year that I live in San Francisco, I am reminded that the fog will roll in right around my birthday. And I will...

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...

6 1/2 ounces of dark chocolate (preferably 70%), finely chopped 1/3 cup + 2 tablespoons of heavy whipping cream pinch of kosher salt 1/4 teaspo...