Today marks my 24th year of life. Twenty-four seems like one of those unusual ages thats neither here nor there. Im not old (though some days I may feel it), but Im not so young anymore either. I hav...
After the end of a long winter and cool spring, I grow anxious for fresh fruits and vegetables. Perhaps its all the months of opening canned vegetables or using frozen fruits, but I reach a point eve...
Today marks the second anniversary (and the 250th recipe!) of this blog. It feels surreal to know that Ive sat down at this computer three times a week for the last two years to share photographs, re...
There is something indulgent and romantic about a hot cup of coffee. The steam swirling out of the mug creating a thin fog that hovers delicately above the liquid, only disrupted by the wafting air o...
Living alone has its perks. After crashing at home for the last eighteen months, Im reveling in the glory of unmade beds, marathon television watching, and eating dinner on the living room floor. I c...
There is an adjustment period that comes with moving. Even after the belongings have found their way into closets, shelves, and onto living room walls, the new house is not a home. Not yet. It often ...
This past weekend was spent packing up my belongings. Taking clothing out of the closet, folding it in baskets, and dearly hoping that it doesnt wrinkle. Pulling the baking supplies off the shelves, ...
The end of the school year has always signified the beginning of summer to me. When I was younger, the school bell ringing for the final time was the first glorious moment of summer. Even as Ive grow...
Many of my favorite vegetables are technically fruits. Tomatoes, cucumbers, squash, and bell peppers all fall under that category. Botanically, the defining feature between fruit and vegetables are s...
Over the years, Ive become a connoisseur of tinfoil wrapped pastries. I use the term pastries lightly; anything that comes packaged to last through Armageddon doesnt quite pass my personal criteria a...
In high school, I was smitten over the boy who sat in front of me in Latin class. It was a quiet crush; I was a shy and modest girl, only becoming more introverted when faced with the back of my crus...
Its a common practice, when one is feeling under the weather, to partake in retail therapy. Buying expensive shoes or a new shirt, in those moody moments, makes the weight of the world seem a little ...
Lethargic, listless, lackadaisical. Ive been utterly lazy the last week and half. At first, it was because I was jet-lagged, blaming time differences and long flights on my reason for not getting up ...
Sometimes I feel like Life is a charismatic game show host. Microphone in hand, he leads you to the center of the stage, your stage, as an unseen audience applauds and whistles. When the convivial mu...
Ladyfingers. Ive always thought this was an odd name for a cookie. If I let my imagination run free, I can see the resemblance (well, maybe). If I had it my way, however, I wouldnt equate delicate de...
I first encountered mascarpone in an Italian chain restaurant. Going out on a limb, I suggested ordering dessert, a feat I only reserve for the most elite occasions. Tiramisu, my friend ordered for u...
Its always strange coming home after a long vacation. Its the simple things that throw me off guard, making me aware of just how long Ive been gone. Opening the door to the house and recognizing the ...
In between my break away from physics and finding a job in an established bakery, I worked in a small cake shop selling special order cakes and thousands of cake and cookie decorating equipment. Thou...
I never had the opportunity to meet my Grandmother Irene. She died before I was born, fighting a cancer that eventually took her life. She was a strong woman, raising my mother and her two sons on a ...
Grapefruit was a "new food" discovery for me this year. Its truly a shame Ive gone twenty-three years of my life without enjoying the tartness of a ripe grapefruit, but at least this matter h...
A few years ago I was visiting Prague with a friend. The Czech Republic was the second to the last leg of our month-long backpacking trip through Europe and, by the time we arrived, we were harried a...
The history of the whoopie pie is surprisingly sordid, full of drama and general confusion. With an unusual name like whoopie pie, it seems destined to have an interesting story behind it. Whoopie pi...
The changing of the seasons is always an uncertain time in weather and in food. Lately, I fear the former simply is incapable of making up its mind. Like a Katy Perry song, one day the weather can be...
I was on a flight from Minneapolis back to my hometown after a week long escape to the ocean. Ive flown dozens of times over the last few years, heading from here to there over land and sea for vario...
Sometimes life saddles us with responsibilities we didnt ask for, never wanted, and couldnt anticipate. Big or small, these responsibilities become our own. Maybe they were never meant to be ours, bu...
At the ripe age of twenty-three, I fear Im becoming an old woman. Its a silly fear, I know. Im not afraid of growing older (we all must go through it eventually), but I am afraid of skipping my thirt...
This week has been unseasonably warm. So warm, in fact, the Upper Midwest has tossed aside the winter jackets and scarves, burying them deep into the coat closets, opting for shorts and flip-flops in...
After traveling on the road, skiing down mountains, and falling asleep under heavy comforters hours before normal, my weekend vacation has come to an end. Its a bittersweet affair. I love to run away...
As the car barrels down the highway at a steady pace, I find myself sitting in the backseat, writing to you. The sun is shining through the window, sending a brilliant glare onto my computer screen; ...
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