Although I followed strict rules about eating throughout my adult life, for over a decade I largely neglected the cooking side of things, which I attribute to my first job at a local clam shack.


On our honeymoon, we stayed at a quintessential Hawaiian resort that spilled right onto the beach, had a view of Diamondhead and boasted resident dolphins in a private cove that would click at the guests, smiling and winking.

Bad Hair Day

The first time I recall ever being truly undone by worry, the kind that played on a continual loop and interfered with every aspect of my life, was the result of an errant haircut at a trendy salon. I became obsessed that I got AIDS from someone I absolutely did not have sex with.