Leah ReichThe Value of EmpathyIn December of last year, I clicked on an article from Fast Company about the most empathetic companies in the world. In fact, that was the…Feb 26, 201630Feb 26, 201630
Leah ReichinDe GustibusDessert Pies, RankedButtermilk/vinegar/chess, but buttermilk is the best one. You can argue with me ONLY IF you have at least once served exactly one kind of…Nov 6, 20157Nov 6, 20157
Leah ReichinThe Book of HomeConclusion: Journey OnThe artist looks at the blurry decades-old tattoo on my back. Over my shoulder I say to her, “It hurt so much. It felt like he went too…Jun 24, 20151Jun 24, 20151
Leah ReichinThe Book of HomeChapter 23: Forever And EverHeartbreak, they tell you, goes away eventually.Jun 17, 20153Jun 17, 20153
Leah ReichinThe Book of HomeChapter 22: Body LanguageSomeone once told me that craving a particular thing is your body’s way of trying to tell you important information. You want sugar because…Jun 10, 20157Jun 10, 20157
Leah ReichinThe Book of HomeChapter 21: Happy New YearThere’s a picture of me stuck somewhere between the pages of a photo album with a group of friends. I am slouched at the very bottom…Jun 3, 20156Jun 3, 20156
Leah ReichinThe Book of HomeChapter 20: A Certain ArrivalFive years ago I lived, for a time, in a large one-bedroom apartment on one of the most beautiful streets in the city. A half block stroll…May 27, 2015May 27, 2015
Leah ReichinThe Book of HomeChapter 19: The Moon and The MortalSome ways north of San Francisco, over a winding mountain pass, sits one of the oldest lakes in all of North America. For thousands and…May 20, 2015May 20, 2015
Leah ReichinThe Book of HomeChapter 18: The Birth of UncoolAll my life I wanted to be cool. Of course, the wanting to be cool is where it all goes wrong. It is the wanting.May 13, 2015May 13, 2015
Leah ReichinThe Book of HomeChapter 17: The Tin WoodmanSome nights, many miles away from California, I would awaken after only a few hours.May 6, 2015May 6, 2015