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I was reading over the William Carlos Williams poem, “This is Just to Say,” again this weekend after ..

As the days adopt a chill and the pretty trees behind my apartment lazily lose their leaves, I’m emb ..

Last Saturday served as a perfect example of why I dread the coming winter. It was a frigid day fill ..

You may have realized by now that I’m prone to bouts of exuberance over kitchen achievements. There’ ..

I guess this is supposed to be a Thanksgiving post, but . . . it’s not. I had the best intentions! S ..

My sister Sarah is a Tetris addict. Something about spinning those awkwardly shaped blocks around an ..

I could have easily become a picky eater. I am compulsive in so many ways . . . the way my glass has ..

We went off on a brief romantic tangent to celebrate my anniversary with Mike (thanks for all your c ..

Don’t worry — I did go see my wonderful mom on Mother’s Day and take her a special gift. But (despit ..

This month’s Daring Bakers challenge was spectacular, at least in part because I felt like a cross b ..