How to Plan a Return to Study in Mid Career
I remember sitting at my grandmother’s heavy oak kitchen table in Vermont, surrounded by the scent of cinnamon and the daunting sight of a blank, flour-dusted recipe card. I felt …
How to Manage the Stress of the First Three Months
I still remember the first week I moved to New York to work in a high-pressure pastry kitchen. The air was thick with the scent of burnt sugar and the …
How to Learn Investing Basics Without Getting Sold Something
I remember sitting in my grandmother’s sun-drenched kitchen in Vermont, surrounded by the scent of cinnamon and old flour, feeling completely overwhelmed by a stack of financial news clippings. Back …
How to Move From Doing the Work to Leading It
I remember standing in the middle of a frantic pastry kitchen during the holiday rush, flour dusting my apron and the heat from the ovens pressing against my skin. I …
How to Handle a Panel Interview Without Freezing
I remember sitting in the back of a bustling pastry kitchen in Manhattan, my hands dusted in flour and my heart racing, waiting for the head chef and two owners …
How to Catch Up After a Week Away Without Panic
I remember sitting on my kitchen floor last autumn, surrounded by half-finished quilt squares and a mountain of unread mail, feeling like I was drowning in my own life. I …
How to Get Your Finances in Order Before a Separation
I remember sitting at my grandmother’s heavy oak kitchen table in Vermont, watching her meticulously sort through a mountain of vintage lace scraps before she’d even think about cutting into …
How to Make Friends as an Adult Without It Being Weird
I remember sitting in my tiny, flour-dusted apartment in New York during my first year after culinary school, staring at a tray of slightly burnt macarons and feeling a profound …
How to Cook Tofu So It Is Not Depressing
I still remember the first time I tried to make a stir-fry in my tiny, cramped NYC apartment after leaving my pastry apprenticeship. I had this grand vision of a …
How to Handle a Demotion With Your Dignity Intact
I still remember the day my head chef handed me a new schedule that felt like a punch to the gut; I wasn’t leading the pastry station anymore, and suddenly, …