12 Things I Will Do This Summer!

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As I sit here sipping my raspberry-blueberry-banana-whey protein-matcha powder-coconut milk super smoothie, a cool spring breeze meanders through the open window along with a welcomed but unrelentless birdsong aria. It's a pretty cliché spring scene (besides, perhaps, the matcha powder in my smoothie). A rather appropriate time to share my, well--cliché--list of things I want to do this summer, don't you think? Sure, why not! 12 Things I Will Do In Summer 2015 1.) Become a patio dweller. This is perhaps my overarching goal for Summer 2015--the goal ...

A Montage of Cold Edibles

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Summer is not my season. I am not built for heat. I become noticeably grumpier and find no guilt in lazing around in air conditioned climates (a rare spectacle for this ever-adventurer). I spent some time compiling a list of things I love about New York City in the summer. It's not very long. At all. It goes like this: 1.) The fact that fall is around the corner 2.) Iced beverages become readily available. Number Two is in fact my best defense against the heat. Smoothies, iced coffee, throw in ...

The Late-Season Peach

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Late-season peaches are a very emblematic fruit for me. Emblematic of not one, but two things that make me smile and laugh respectively. First, September peaches are a sure sign that we're rapidly sliding into fall. The juicy yellow-orange orbs lie next to the first apples of the season at the farmers' markets, promising to be sweet for just a little longer. Oh, fall. Fall is my favorite--fall food is my favorite. I can hardly wait. Readers of the tasty tRuth: prepare yourselves to eat through ...

I’m Dreaming of Harvest Moon Wild Rice Burgers

I haven't celebrated Christmas without snow since the holiday heat wave of '94.  This year, I barely noticed there wasn't snow covering the bleak brown midwestern landscape for most of December-- I assumed Mother Nature would take care of this aesthetic element of Christmas before the big day arrived. But then, about two days before Christmas, I realized "White Christmas" had crept into my head, and it seemed to be spinning through my mind on repeat louder and louder as every snowless hour passed. I became ...