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We’ve Been Setting Our Kitchen Islands All Wron...
Two years ago, I stood at my kitchen island, scraping dried oatmeal off a linen placemat with a butter knife while my toddler smeared banana across the bare counter three...
We’ve Been Setting Our Kitchen Islands All Wron...
Two years ago, I stood at my kitchen island, scraping dried oatmeal off a linen placemat with a butter knife while my toddler smeared banana across the bare counter three...
The Casual Dinner Table Has a History Most of U...
Last Tuesday, I set the dinner table while my two-year-old painted her hair with yogurt and my four-year-old announced that noodles were “disgusting.” Five minutes later, we were laughing over...
The Casual Dinner Table Has a History Most of U...
Last Tuesday, I set the dinner table while my two-year-old painted her hair with yogurt and my four-year-old announced that noodles were “disgusting.” Five minutes later, we were laughing over...
Personalized Placemats Don’t Belong Behind Glas...
Six months ago, if you’d told me I’d be writing the words “personalized placemats” with genuine enthusiasm, I would have laughed into my cold coffee. I had two kids under...
Personalized Placemats Don’t Belong Behind Glas...
Six months ago, if you’d told me I’d be writing the words “personalized placemats” with genuine enthusiasm, I would have laughed into my cold coffee. I had two kids under...
How the Victorians Set the Picnic Table (and Wh...
Last summer, I sat on a checkered blanket in the park, peeling a squashed sandwich off my shoe while my toddler smeared hummus across the grass and my four-year-old announced...
How the Victorians Set the Picnic Table (and Wh...
Last summer, I sat on a checkered blanket in the park, peeling a squashed sandwich off my shoe while my toddler smeared hummus across the grass and my four-year-old announced...
A Mat for Every Table: The Placemat’s Journey f...
Last Tuesday, I found myself in a sun-filled café that was absolutely not designed for toddlers. You know the kind-exposed brick, tiny succulents on every table, a silence that practically...
A Mat for Every Table: The Placemat’s Journey f...
Last Tuesday, I found myself in a sun-filled café that was absolutely not designed for toddlers. You know the kind-exposed brick, tiny succulents on every table, a silence that practically...
The Humble Holiday Table Runner: A Mom’s Case f...
Last Thanksgiving, while I was elbow-deep in turkey prep, my three-year-old dragged his sleeve straight through a puddle of cranberry sauce and onto our bare wood table. It wasn’t his...
The Humble Holiday Table Runner: A Mom’s Case f...
Last Thanksgiving, while I was elbow-deep in turkey prep, my three-year-old dragged his sleeve straight through a puddle of cranberry sauce and onto our bare wood table. It wasn’t his...