Finally, I share my shortbread for all the world to see. You can just add this to the list of things I have failed or fallen short at recently. It belongs right there next to purchasing pants that actually fit my growing 5-year-old and scrubbing my floor. You see, I made and photographed this shortbread late one night before I left for San Francisco. I brought the pictures with me. I even brought the cookies with me. Yet, despite my good intentions, technology interfered. Not only did it take... more

When we moved into the neighborhood over two years ago we had no idea what our neighbors were like. We had only moved a mile from our previous residence because we were determined to stay in the same elementary school. I was nervous. I’d liked the familiar, tree-lined streets of our old, 1930s Cape Cod neighborhood. I was hesitant to think I’d find much for me on the 1950s rambler-infested street we moved to, but I had an open mind. It turns out I had moved across the street from... more