Apparently people who don't like music exist.

I may or may not own a pinnie with that hip phrase on the front. This is a judgment free zone.

Bad pizza and bad bagels don't exist in the greater New York metropolitan area, and especially not in New York City.

After last night’s concert, I can safely say that as far as I’m concerned, she’s the world.

Bowls of salad, that is.

Oftentimes, I feel as though I am the only voice of reason in an office that exists in a parallel dimension of unnecessary chaos and confusion.

Anyway, that was my vacation. I came back on Thursday to find that I work with a bunch of animals.

This takes a little longer than my usual recipes, but I swear it’s worth it.