According to my mother, going over to someone’s house empty-handed is a major infraction. One punishable by death! Or at the very least a smack on the tuchus and a lifetime of guilt. So this…
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I can’t remember the moment I first fell in love with the flavor of almond extract. My earliest memories go back to loving the quintessential red maraschino cherry I’d find on the top of an…
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I first met artist Todd Berman in 2009 at the Aids Lifecycle finish line. Actually, it was after that, but I can explain. First let me be clear about one thing—I wasn’t technically in the…
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Baking used to terrify me. Granted it was before I had a KitchenAid standing mixer, which can make a newbie baker feel like a professional, but there were just too many rules and it freaked…
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It was a rainy San Francisco Saturday. Jonathan was gone on business, I was on the second of six films I’d selected for a Diane Keaton marathon I’d curated the night before, and there were…
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The closest thing I have to a grandmother is Eleanor, my 90-year old Great Aunt who lives in one of those gated retirement communities in Boynton Beach, Florida. You know which ones I’m talking about,…
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To this day, my brother references Heart and Souls, a Robert Downey Jr. and Elisabeth Shue film we saw the summer of 1993, as the ‘best movie experience of all time.’ And it’s not because…
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There was a permanent indent in the couch cushion where I’d been—stationary— for the last two days. It rained for a few hours Saturday morning, poured even, but that eventually passed, and it was perfectly…
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