Me and Joe: A love story

Trader Joe’s. You’ve probably heard his name before. Maybe it was uttered on the lips of a semi-homemade cook, or possibly a broke student, but today you’re going to hear about him from me. I distinctly remember when a Trader Joe’s opened in Union Square. I was in middle school at the time, and was staring through the glass window…
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things my mother taught me: wear a hat

I have always hated wearing hats. Never ever liked ’em. They always leave an itchy red line around my forehead, and I just plain hate how they feel.My mom always insisted it was vanity that produced my reluctance to don headgear. This is partly true- I am not one of those girls who looks cute with a hat on. Hats and me, well,…
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Here we go…

I figure, since this is the first post on my brand spankin’ new blog I should “introduce” myself. My name is Krista (yes, I am witholding my last name). I live in the best city ever- New York City. I love things like sweets, old movies, fluffy sweaters, Friday night Chinese take-out, and pretending to be a tourist at home.…
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