Leaving the dishes
I’d worked all day, I’d been to the gym, I was eating on the fly before running out to another rehearsal. I finished my food and had a few minutes […]
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How to survive a Boston storm in seven easy steps
Ever wondered how we city-dwellers deal with a storm? In many ways, the same way everyone else does: fighting over peanut butter at the store and dusting off shovels. But
Keeping all my boxes
After listening to me hem and haw over whether I should get one, my honey bought me a soda maker for Christmas. I immediately set it up and used it
It’s not that I can’t cook
Potlucks fill me with dread. A cookie swap gives me major anxiety. I love to cook for myself but am terrified of cooking for others. As for baking, no way.
The curious incident of the chives in the night time
I walked out my back door this morning to a shocking sight. Shocking I say! My basil and chive plants, in cute matching pots, who go by the names of