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 …
Sometimes we need a break from the things we love so that when we come back to them we remember how amazing they make us feel (#soclicheithurts). Since finishing my first year of law school, entering hardcore wedding planning mode, and “enjoying” my bridal diet, I have really neglected my blog. But really, who wants …
my jerusalem kitchen 