My dad proudly sliced through the packing tape with a utility knife as we all looked on in excitement. The carton was larger than our television, and inside was the future. I set eyes on our very first microwave with awe: a clumsy box with buttons that promised to heat, even to cook, saving time …
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I was driving through town this morning, the sky blue with the promise of a warm day ahead. After several foggy daybreaks, it was refreshing to my soul. James Taylor was playing on the radio and I couldn’t help but feel a little guilty. The last couple of days, I have been feeling tired; I’m …
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I had a bad day in the kitchen today. The kitchen is usually my happy place, my woman cave, if you will, where I can create and taste and lose myself in stirring cake batter or a steaming pot of soup. But today my dear friends, oh today, I was having a terrible, horrible, no …
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You know you live in California when your Kindergartner goes to school in his winter gear — ski jacket, hat, yes, even gloves — so he could run amok in a snowball fight…of marshmallows. I guess we have to do what we must, right, to celebrate winter? I had never heard of a marshmallow snowball …
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Mama, can you tell me a story from when you were little? It’s a question she asks me many nights, after I’ve tucked her in, read stories, and cuddled. It’s the question she asks right before she asks for that final glass of water, before she finally resigns herself to saying goodnight. The ritual may …
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