Imagine, for a second, that you’re holding bags of groceries (or anything, really) in both hands, minding your own business, when all of a sudden a feeling hits you like a freight train right there on the tippy tip tip of your nose: A brain-melting, all-consuming, inexplicable...
I’ve been sunburnt plenty of times before, but there’s one occasion seared deepest into my memory. I was probably 14 or so, and had made a day trip down to the beaches of Connecticut. It was all pretty innocuous; I ended up with a relatively mild burn on my chest and...
There’s generally an agreed-upon name for body parts. It makes life a lot easier — whether describing symptoms to a doctor, informing a loved one they have a spider on them or directing a friendly acquaintance’s touch, specificity is key. Why, then, is there a part with no agreed-upon...
If your air conditioner is maxed out and fans are blasting you from every direction, welcome to the club. But to truly beat this extreme heat, consider also cooling yourself down from the inside with these chilling but tasty food recommendations from international chefs. Chef Ana Lopez...
People have warned against airplane coffee and tea for decades. Yet, the airlines continue to serve it, and passengers continue to drink it. So the question seems not to be whether the water that runs from the taps of airplane sinks is actually gross, but if consuming gross water is really...
Just now, I stood up from my desk, walked to my bathroom, closed the door and… *scratch, scratch* Before I even had a chance to unzip my pants, my dog, Tucker, was scratching at the bathroom door. He wanted in. And he wanted in badly. I have absolutely no...
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Ah, dining out — what a luxury! You go down the menu and somewhere in between the burger and the tomahawk steak, the prices have steadily increased. But the wine list: That’s a whole other story! Why do bottles of wine cost way more than the food? Also: Why...
I quite honestly don’t remember the last time I unplugged my phone charger. I keep it right next to my side of the bed, ready to support my hours of doom-scrolling before my brain gives me permission to sleep. I’m lucky that I don’t have to pay much...
It’s pretty funny to think about how, a month ago, we were acting like it was only a matter of time until we were all back in the gym. Yeah, there would be some restrictions — social distancing, masks, staggered entry to reduce crowding — but it sure seemed...
My sense of smell is probably the sense I think about the least. Seeing, hearing and touching all feel most essential to my lived experience, and I’m constantly bound to the whims of my tastebuds. But smelling always seems passive. It’s something that’s happening to me, not something I’m actively...
It’s a tale as old as time: Store spaghetti sauce in Tupperware just once, and you might as well kiss that once-clear plastic container goodbye forever. Doesn’t matter what you do, either — send the orange-tinged monstrosity through the dishwasher, scrub it with steel wool, spray it...
