August 8, 2011
Dear The French Laundry, How did a humble baker girl like me end up at a fine establishment such as yours? Seriously. Breathtaking. How did this happen? Ok… truth be told, my friend Tracy extended a last minute invite, I basically ran to my car in my slippers, a dress on a hanger flying behind [...]
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April 11, 2011
I think what I need is someone to catch a grenade for me. … perhaps someone to throw their hand on a blade for me. Someone to jump in front of a train for me? Wait. What? Clearly I have a problem. I can not stop listening to this silly song. … and now I [...]
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