“Oh God, not already,” my mother says as I rifle through our sewing box. “I’m setting the table!” I’ve been home for an hour. This..

When I was 13, my family and I went to Europe for a few weeks. That August, the British police had prevented a string of..

I went to a wonderful Thanksgiving dinner last night, hosted by my college. I sat with good friends, ate good food, and had the chance..

Almost immediately after I wrote about having no bad days at Oxford, I ended up going to the Emergency Room. I’ve been taking the same..

Two days ago, Ken and I went to Utrecht to work a little at our favorite café, Broers. Broers is basically the coolest café in..