My 5 Favorite Cookie Recipes

Given how much I bake, it’s sort of surprising I’ve never gotten around to blogging about it. But I kind of figure there are plenty of food blogs out there, and I prefer to reap the benefits of those rather than add to them. Maybe that’s selfish. I dunno. But my friend Collin requested I compile a list of my five favorite cookie recipes to share with interested readers. Continue reading

On the Marvels of Couchsurfing (with a nod to AirBnB)

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Couchsurfing restores my faith in humanity. Let’s just start with that. For those of you who haven’t heard of it, Couchsurfing is an online community of like-minded folks willing to offer a couch or mattress or floor to a fellow traveler. It’s a sharing thing. There’s an elaborate reference and identity verification system for each person’s profile, so with some common sense and courtesy, it offers world travelers (such as myself) an inexpensive way to see places and a much friendlier experience of foreign parts.

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On Hopping a Quick Train to Sweden

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Europe is marvelous. Yesterday, we hopped on a train from Copenhagen, took a bridge across the Øresund Strait, and arrived in Malmo, Sweden. Intellectually, I know this is not all that different from driving between Nevada and California, but taking a morning jaunt to another country just has more panache, even if the city itself didn’t.

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On Museums and Cultural Appropriation

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I’ve started to feel about cultural/historical museum exhibits the same way I now feel about zoos: uneasy. I mean, yeah, in some ways it’s really cool that kids in San Diego (or in Budapest) get to see a real, live zebra or giraffe or Bengal tiger. But fundamentally, those animals don’t belong there. Similarly, much as I’ve been fascinated by Egyptian artifacts since my early teens (largely as a result of avidly reading my way through the Amelia Peabody seriesso good!), I’m not sure all those pieces of ancient Egyptian history really belong in Hungary.
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On a Glorious Sunset Run in Copenhagen

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I hadn’t realized I was going through endorphin withdrawal, but in hindsight it makes sense. I’ve been running four days a week for the past… six, eight, ten (?) months. Although I’ve been walking miles and miles (and miles) every day, my body needed more vigorous activity. So I finally started to feel like myself again on a glorious five mile run around Copenhagen last night – cause, ya know, it doesn’t get dark here until after 10:00.

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