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Post-Wedding Bliss on Lummi Island

Getting married on Orcas Island surrounded by the people we cherish most was indescribably magical. Lucky for us, that magic followed us across the Puget Sound as we hopped over to Lummi Island for a few days of relaxation and post-wedding bliss. Our days were long and slow, filled with salmon berries, hammock naps, leisurely bike rides, and jars of honey comb. All of the people we crossed paths with blessed us with such warmth and generosity, from the Willows Inn cooks who offered us bikes as they smoked salmon and grilled green garlic in the blazing sun, to the peony farmers who filled our house with fresh flowers. It was the perfect place to drink in this beautiful time in our lives.

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My Sister’s Wedding

My sister married Alex last weekend in a little town on Lake Ontario. It was unlike anything I’ve ever experienced.

To witness the coming together of two people with such intention, spiritually, thoughtfulness, and love is an incredible gift. My heart is still vibrating.

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Magic on Shi Shi Beach

Driving along the Olympic Peninsula feels like pouring out onto the earth’s edge.

We drove slow, taking in the vast and rugged coastline, eating oyster po boys and dreaming about the future along the way. We watched seals swim at sunset, befriended a deer, sunk our toes in the sand, and drank whiskey by crackling fires. It was just another beautiful Pacific Northwest weekend, until Adam asked me to marry him over coffee on our second morning. Read More

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A Spirited Second Night Seder

Passover is about many things. Cherishing our freedom. Committing ourselves to social justice. The power of storytelling. The bounty of spring.

Each year, we have an opportunity to celebrate, question, and interpret these themes. Each year, new faces show up around our Passover table, and the same story we’ve told holds new meaning.

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On Knowing Food

For the last 5 years, I’ve been fixated on the question, “what is my relationship to food?”

Growing up, food was always at the forefront. I spent the first 18 years of my life sitting around a table with my family, eating a delicious, simple meal prepared by my mom. For years, and still now, I watched her churn out perfectly flakey salmon and quajado and Hungarian mushroom soup and chicken marbella that made the whole house smell like sweet prunes. I had the great joy of eating my Noni’s keftez and Spanish rice, thick with tomatoes and chickpeas, and crispy roast potatoes for holidays or special occasions. My 86-year-old Papu still whips up currant scones or French madeleines on an ordinary Saturday, just ’cause.

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September at Spannocchia

After six weeks of temples, motorbikes, sticky rice, tiny islands, night buses, and fish sauce — I find myself in a very different part of the world: Tuscany.

I am currently a farm intern at Spannocchia, an agrotourism specializing in salumi, wine, and olive oil. Along with 7 other hard-working, food-loving twenty-somethings, I share this beautiful 12th century estate with visitors from around the world. Part villa, part organic farm, Spannocchia integrates historic preservation with cultural and ecological enrichment and education.

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Hoi An, Vietnam

On our 16-hour train ride to Hoi An, we traded personal space and volume control for a three-tiered bunk bed and Korean soap operas. As two small Vietnamese children plopped themselves onto our beds to chat with their grandma at 7am, we couldn’t help but smile.

After the long haul from up north, we were thrilled to settle in to the charming town of Hoi An. The streets lit up with lanterns at night, and the gorgeous coastline was only a bike ride away. We filled our days with market strolling, cooking classes, dips in the ocean, and endless searching for the perfect fabric. Our tailor, Louise, didn’t disappoint.

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