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’ve been to Israel twice now: when I was eight years old, and just recently with Honeymoon Israel. As you can imagine, with a nearly three-decade gap between visits, the highlights of the first trip…
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The story of my marriage proposal at Monsieur Benjamin in Hayes Valley, San Francisco. One can take a marriage proposal in a variety of directions. To go the romantic route, you might plan a trip…
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Part 2 of 3 Part 1: Outgrowing the Closet Part 2: The Closet Didn’t Get Smaller Part 3: How Jenny McCarthy Saved My Life Krackle was the third roommate. He was tall, more than six feet,…
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Part 3 of 4 Part 1: Motion Sickness Part 2: “Jew eat?…No. Jew?” Part 3: So Gay Sorbet with Grandma Shirley Part 4: Adulthood Begins: The UCLA Dorms The Thunderbird was a boat. Not as…
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It’s as if I’ve taken an oath. A covenant shared amongst my foodie brothers and sisters to pursue unique foods, interesting techniques, and creative combinations of ingredients—for the betterment of the world of course. It’s…
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Our first day in Casco Viejo started off rough. Because in addition to being jet-lagged, the Hotel Casa Nuratti (where we were staying) happened to be hosting a rooftop rager the night before that didn’t…
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The Berkeley Bowl Supermarket is one of those fabulous grocery stores in the Bay Area that Jonathan only lets me shop at once I’ve first surrendered my credits cards to him. For some reason he…
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