B2 and I spontaneously decided to work from home together yesterday. As mundane as it sounds, I think it was the best decision we've made in weeks -- instead of the usual Monday malaise, ...
This week, a new class of associates is starting at my firm. This is strange for a whole host of reasons (like, wait, I still don't know anything, how can anyone be junior to me?) but mostly because it doesn't feel like ...
So here's what happens when you live with someone who is usually indifferent to food. You'll go for weeks racking your brain for what to make for dinner or what to post on your blog, procrastinating at ...
According to my mother, ours is a wonton household. I grew up watching my parents deftly fold armies of plump little wonton soldiers at the kitchen table, watching my mother boil plate after ...
Once upon a time, a miniature version of me hated cheese.
Right? I know. I don't know. Somehow I went through an addled childhood as an outspoken enemy of cheese, picking shreds of it out of salads, ...
I have kind of a funny relationship with the South. I spent most of my childhood in the land of sweet tea and fried chicken, but while living there, I don't know if I would have ever identified as "Southern." There are ...
Back when I lived in Boston, I used to catch a bus to New York on weekends that let off at the corner of 34th and 8th. Just near there, squeezed between a Wendy’s and a Burger King, there was a tiny ...
