Last year, Matt and I took a few days off from work to go to New York and New Jersey for a family friend's wedding. Even though the wedding was in...
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For many years, I consistently brought the same exact salad to work in a square tupperware tucked into a plastic bag that is no longer allowed in ...
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On the first sunny day following my last day at my full time job, I took Neko in the car and we drove two giant bags filled with clothes to Goodwi...
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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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Do you keep in touch with your high school friends (if you're out of high school)? I sure do. In fact, I think my high school friends are prett...
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I remember our last day in San Francisco, I was a bleary-eyed mother of barely two-month-old twins and a nearly-three-year-old. I hadn’t had the...
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Minimalism. It seems to be the theme for 2012. I've been reading all sorts of blog posts and articles about people cleaning out their inboxes, uns...
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My sophomore year of college, I had a revelation: that I had the power to feed myself. And I'm not talking about grabbing burritos from the local ...
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I was about to start this post with "Dear Matthew" when I realized that I started my last post in a similar fashion and I'm not writing letters he...
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Thank you so much for helping us spread the word about our Kickstarter. We're humbled by the response so far (over 75% backed!) but we still have 25...
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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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The makings of a really good chicken noodle soup can be argued until the end of eternity. Every culture adds their own flair. From egg noodles to ...