“O Kitchen, Kitchen, wherefore art thou Kitchen?” If you’ve had a chance to listen to the Bay Seasoning podcast (check it out if you haven’t already, subscribe, and let me know what you think), you’ll…
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Part 2 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 My father ended up purchasing the silver…
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Christmas isn’t usually that memorable for me. It’s a season of green and red (a color combination I abhor), most lighting decorations are a waste of electricity (I work for a solar company), public spaces…
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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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Today I received an email from a woman in DC with instructions for how to overnight my sperm across the country. I guess a little context is in order. She’s a friend of a friend…
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Actually, I was touched by a bunch of Indians, but only one touched my soul. The setting was a college friend’s Bollywood style four-day half-a-million-dollar wedding extravaganza in Orange County. Jonathan and I were late…
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It doesn’t matter how old I get, because it’s inevitable…. every year at Thanksgiving Day dinner someone will ask, usually my mother, “so what is everyone thankful for?” And as mawkishly sentimental as it feels,…
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The movie Clueless is one of my all-time favorites! Not only does it speak to me, because I was a prepubescent teen in the 90s, the decade it masterfully satirizes, but it also speaks to…
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