Our trip to the “Big Easy” started about four months before we actually touched down in New Orleans—because that’s when we first started telling friends and family that we were planning our trip. Which is…
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Believe it or not, I remember my bris. I know I was less than a week old when it happened, but it seems strange that any man would forget the day a complete stranger comes…
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I’m not being hyperbolic when I say this, but the BMI has ruined me. And by ruined I mean it’s put me on a perpetual diet. A constant internal struggle to pick and choose between…
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At what age is someone allowed to completely smash through the proverbial cinder block wall of appropriateness? I mean, when is it forgivable to just throw away the filter and literally let unadulterated questions and…
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Coming off the heels of our respective Paris trips, both my brother and I thought we’d keep the Parisian theme going and go big or go home with a crazy expensive meal on our last-chance-before-adulthood…
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When Jonathan’s mother comes to visit from DC she let’s our gluttonous fantasies play out, because deep down, although she’s on the Paleolithic diet and only eats foods that the hunter-gatherers did in pre-historic times…
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Omelets at Café Flore, Paris….DON’T DO IT! With our train leaving for London in just a few hours, I grasped onto the handrails of Paris with white knuckles reluctant to let go. As I’d expected,…
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To know me is to know I have a healthy obsession with California wines. Sort of a love-hate relationship- I love wine and hate when I don’t have it! Fortunately, I live in San Francisco…
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