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We were tucked away in a mountain-side resort last weekend. Breakfast options were elegant but minimal: yogurt parfaits, granola, a drip pot of coffee that

On a bright Saturday afternoon, my daughter and I were strolling down Main Street after visiting the farmer’s market. As we passed the local Five

I was spending the weekend with my daughter in her little apartment downtown, just the two of us catching up after months of being busy

On a crisp autumn evening, I chatted with my retired neighbor Harold while grilling in my backyard. He reminisced about his travels through Italy and

My son had just wrapped up a long week of work, and we found ourselves in the kitchen on a quiet Friday evening, both a

I never thought cheesy burritos would bring back a rush of high school memories, but here we are. Just last weekend, I attended my 40-year