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Vincent manGo, Poblano Picasso & Salvadore Deli
I was scrolling through my Pocket feed recently (as opposed to my pockets, where there’s just keys and lint), and stumbled upon an article about a hot new trend called “fridgescaping.” In case you’re living under a rock, as I apparently was, this involves decorating the inside of your refrigerator like you would any other
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Your heart is true, you’re a pal and a confidant.
As I type these words, Tara is in Rapid City for a friend’s wedding reception. I would have gone in a heartbeat – neither of us had been back since moving away two years ago, and my own trip was foiled by snow in April – but leaving Laverne and Shirley alone for four days
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Desensitized to waterfalls?
I’ve mentioned my fondness for Spindrift sparkling water in passing, but haven’t given it the blog real estate it deserves. Because when a shelf in the basement looks like this, you have to admit to yourself you have a full-blown addiction. Eight rows, six deep, some of them double-stacked: there are 83 cans on this
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Decoding the secret sauce (and who will be #20?)
I forgot to share a funny story from Saturday. We were starving when we got to Paddy Coughlin’s, so we ordered an appetizer of Reuben Egg Rolls as soon as we sat down. These little nuggets consist of cabbage, corned beef, onion, Swiss cheese, and mozzarella rolled into an egg roll. They were delicious –
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If you build it, they won’t come.
As our anniversary was approaching, we were on the hunt for a fun way to celebrate. Eleven years is (literally) an odd one, from a numerical standpoint but also a celebratory one. Ten is a biggie, twelve is a carton of eggs, but 11 is just kinda…well, eleven-y. Eventually, we decided on a weekend getaway
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Turning elevators into sport (and how I manifested 20-year-old technology).
I was waiting for an elevator to whisk me away to freedom yesterday after my work shift ended, alongside another guy who was equally ready to head home. After we stepped onto the elevator and the doors closed, he turned to me and shared a little secret. “I have a confession to make,” he said.
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