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Four hours into the process and I was beginning to have second thoughts.  I began to wonder if planning a trip away to the Cape with five families was really the best idea sometime around 10pm when I was searching for linens, towels, shoes, toiletries, beach gear and all those other necessities.  At around 10:30pm, James came into the room, and in what felt like 14 seconds, threw some clothes on the pile and announced “he was done packing."  I pushed my annoyance to the side, took a deep breath, told myself this would all be worth it, and realized...

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Foodie in ParisI’m a foodie. I love to eat food, look at food, take pictures of food (yep, sorry, I’m one of those people), read about food, search food reviews and scroll through my Pinterest feed when I’m not eating. If a girl’s night out is planned, no matter if I’ve been to the restaurant before or not, my friends know to ask me whats good on the menu. They know that prior to our night out, I will have already spent time studying the menu and probably sent a picture text or two of a menu item that looks...

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More often than not, I find myself almost laughing as the sequence of my day reminds me of a favorite childhood story, If You Give a Mouse a Cookie. For those of you who missed out on this one, it is a children’s picture book that tells a story of a mouse asking a little boy for a sequence of various items based on a previous item.  “If you give a mouse of cookie, he will probably want a glass of milk.  When he finishes the glass of milk…” and so on as the author Laura Numeroff tells the story....

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For most of our 15 years together, each time we would have a chance to go out, just the two of us, we always circled back to one topic.  Whenever we had a moment to talk, to reflect, to dream, James and I would both happily discuss our vision of one day opening a little cafe.  Over the years the dream took on different forms and variations but nonetheless, the goal remained the same.  We dreamed about one day having our own place, making our own food, a quaint little spot where we could share our passion for good food...

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I’m a lot like my dad.  Well, at least when it comes to some things.  Growing up I spent many weekends driving to races, making poster board signs of encouragement, and planning out a detailed map of a race route, perfectly timed to arrive there based on his estimated pacing for that mile marker.  At every race I watched, I couldn’t help but get goosebumps of excitement as I waited to watch my dad pass by. I admired him and all the fellow runners by his side as I witnessed them each achieving something great.  Most of these races were...

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