Entries by Terri

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Have Oysters with Dad (or Anyone!)

You have not seen a happier man than my father about to have at a dozen oysters. Which is why rather than sweep into town to borrow the car he so generously lets me use to drive to Massachusetts, and bolt back out, I proposed dinner, just the two of us, at one of his […]

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Two Words: Hot Chocolate

Chocolate is NEVER a bad decision. Ever. Not in my book, anyway. And not according to recent research written up in the NYT, which points to the cardiovascular benefits of chocolate. So deciding to stop by the famous L.A. Burdick’s in Harvard Square recently was perhaps the best decision of my day–of the week, even. I went […]

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Have Some Bubbly. By Yourself.

I arrived the other night in the Twin Cities for a client meeting, and stayed in the ultra-swank Graves 601 hotel in downtown Minneapolis. The kind of place you walk into and, thanks to the genius lighting scheme, sculptural elements, music and overall vibe, you feel way cooler than you have any business being. I […]

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Dress Like an Angel but Don’t Act Like One

This year, I dug out an old dress, this shimmery floor-length gown that I wore to a ball my senior year of college (still fits, thank you very much), threw on some wings, a halo, and elbow-length gloves, and voila. I’m an angel. Though I certainly didn’t behave like one. My friend Carina (rocking the […]

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Do Something Creative for Its Own Sake. Period.

It’s the easiest thing to drop from the to-do list, and the simplest thing to excuse yourself from doing: A creative thing for its own sake. Getting that (whatever it is–writing, painting, scrapbooking, model-airplane-making) onto your schedule, and fending off all other competing, and arguably more urgent issues, is easier said than done. And that’s […]

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Eat an Ugly Hot Fruit

There are lots of nice-looking tomatoes out there, but if given the choice, I skip the conventionally pretty and go for the ugly-hot ones instead. Think Black-Eyed Peas over Black Swan kind of hot. You can find identical tomatoes that appear to have popped out of a factory any day of the week. But the […]

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Leave on Time

I looked around the office. Everyone was in their seats: The health editor was bent over a manuscript; the lifestyle editor flipped through blogs in search of her next story; the market editor hunted down gloves for an upcoming shoot. Normally, I would just keep myself planted there, to be part of the team, to […]