Waste Not
Some ground rules: I’ve committed to collecting every piece of trashable, recyclable, or compostable waste I generate for a full week.
Wearing Sweatpants to a German Supermarket
In the US, wearing sweatpants to the grocery store is an act of conformity. In Germany as in many other countries on the continent, it’s an act of rebellion.
I Found Michigan’s Abandoned Dinosaur Park
I come to a dead end and turn around in defeat. I have officially walked every visible path I can find in this park, and the T. rex is nowhere to be found. I begin walking back.
Stacks on Stacks
According to Google, there are twelve independent bookstores in upper Manhattan, the section of the city I call home.
Abby and Ina
As I start reading and cooking, I realize that I have no idea what “barefoot contessa” means.
How to Hot Yoga
Lucky for me, The Hot Room was offering a free event at a local park last week.
I Bought a Wetsuit and It Was a Full Body Experience
I am not sure how to accurately convey the unpleasantness of this experience. There was no part of my body that went gentle into that good night.
Breaking up with Blue Apron
It started like any romance—I gave her a coupon for thirty percent off, then my credit card number and address, known allergies, social security number, and blood type.
Fad Diets, Pseudoscience, and Snakeoil
Faced with the incontrovertible decay of my body, I did what any aging millennial does—turn to the pseudoscience of the age and go on a cleanse.
Leave Your Comfort Zone: Equinox Edition
After I signed a waiver that confirmed I wouldn’t sue Equinox if I died on the treadmill or passed out because I saw Blake Lively, we entered the immaculate studio.
