I always imagined that when I was pregnant, I would do everything right. I’d eat super foods, take prenatal vitamins daily, exercise regularly and read all the books (shoots arm up with a mighty fist). For the first 15 weeks of my pregnancy, I drank only sparkling apple juice, forced down bagels and cream cheese, and relentlessly chewed Trident …
I have this super random memory from sixth grade. We were all in Mrs. Mc-something’s science class and the end-of-class bell went off early. She shh-shh-ed us all, then it happened again a few minutes later. Out of no where, this kid Chou-Chou threw his arms up and screamed, “Damn you clock! Why must you mock me?!” …
Fish. The word sounds like letting air out of a tire. It smells like somewhere I shouldn’t be. Just seeing the word on the page makes me sit back a little farther. When I was two years old, my mom gave me tuna, I broke out in a body rash, and a handful of years …
I’ve heard the story about my dad’s first day of kindergarten at least a dozen times. He was ready for the day. Excited even. But then he talked in class and was banished to the corner. It was cruel. He barely made it out alive. When the final bell rang, he ran to his mom after class …
I am asleep but my heart is awake. Two years ago, I packed up my clothes, emptied my cabinets, and crossed the long, marbled hallway into Ben Gurion airport. I sat alone at my gate, eyes welling with tears, and I wrote a post about leaving Israel. When the plane took off, I said a …
Cooking in someone else’s home is hard. You don’t know which knife is the best. You’re uncharacteristically clean. You’re unsure whether you can just rinse a cup that was only, sorta, kinda used or if you really have to use soap. The burners never get hot fast enough, the oven gets hot too quickly, and …
What are you thankful for? That you can make it to all of your kids’ sports games? That you have a job? That you have good health? I have a lot to be thankful for this week. Our vet found a rare tick hidden on this little guy’s body that paralyzed and nearly killed him. But …
There was an article last week in the NY Times called “The ‘Busy’ Trap” that I thought was perfectly insightful. Now, a week later, it’s just sort of haunting me. The author wrote: “Busyness serves as a kind of existential reassurance, a hedge against emptiness; obviously your life cannot possibly be silly or trivial …
You know how movies that feature a handful of A-list celebrities are almost always a flop? It makes sense – no one can shine when everyone is great. Food really isn’t like that though. I’m not saying that you should add white chocolate to Babaganoush because you love chocolate and you love eggplant and you …
It was clockwork. January 1st hit and my spam transformed from SF deals to 7-day detox diets, 2-day slim down plans, and instructions for “clean eating” in 2013. But this is not a post about New Years Resolutions. This salad doesn’t have anything to do with the frozen fudge squares on my lap or the …
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