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- Play the Long Game: Why You Should Commit Now to Commit Later
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- Everything You Need to Make Totally Killer Bread (and Pizza!) at Home
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- Soldering 101: Don't Sweat It. Well, Actually, Do
- You Can Do This: A Young Man's Guide to Hosting Your First Thanksgiving
- Clean Man Giveaway: Win The Best Damn Shower You Could Want
- My 36-Hour Warrior Dash Weekend in Portland, OR
Unlike some other spirits, tequila is inextricably linked to one particular cocktail: the margarita. And, to be fair, with good reason. The margarita is a great drink, especially when it's made right, with quality ingredients. But sometimes you want to enjoy your amazing agave flavor in a variety of contexts. So we teamed up Olmeca Altos to share five delicious tequila cocktails you can make for Cinco de Mayo (or any celebration!) that aren't margaritas. I think you're going to love these. Just don't drink all five at once.
Let's start here: I hope a lot of you don't need to read this. I could be wrong, but I assume that, because you're ManMade readers, you already know what it takes to devote some quality time to your kids, and you know how important it is.
That said, this is how I feel about it, and at the risk of sounding preachy, I want to share my thoughts:
Get up on Saturday morning, early. Don't start by checking e-mail, don't start by watching Premier League highlights. Pack a few snacks and some water in a backpack. Scramble up some eggs and make toast. Feed your kids breakfast and then put them in the car.
Drive somewhere. It doesn't
Let your big goals be long ones.
Don't think: "I want to write a book."
Instead think: "I am going to work on a book this year, and next year, and the year after that."
It's empowering to shift your timeframes this way, and I encourage you to try it. Here's why:
Long-term goals are commitments
Short term goals are small aspirations. They're about things you want, not about the person you want to become. When you let yourself to approach something over a period of years, or even decades, you make bigger choices and commitments about who you want to be.
I used to hate when things were the same. I grew up in a family where everything was always changing. We never ate the same thing twice, we had no hallowed holiday traditions, no yearly vacation spot, no alarm clocks, no bedtimes, no church, no chore chart or laundry days. We did everything ad hoc, on the fly, winging it from sun up to sunset.
Sometimes, on a weekend morning, we'd leave the house, all of us together, with some vague destination in mind – maybe a museum or a park – and end up somewhere completely different (a cemetery or a different state). If we went out to dinner to celebrate a birthday, we usually chose the
Is baking making? What category of craftsmanship does it really fall into, after all? I think the answers to these questions are, yes, and I don't care. Since I spend way too much of my everyday life sitting in front of a computer, moving invisible bytes around, baking is one of the easiest, fastest ways for me to get my hands dirty when I get home from work.
It's magical; actually. You take this stuff (usually wheat flour) that, by itself is bland and horrible and inedible, and you mix it with a little water, a little salt, and some heat, and suddenly you can achieve a ridiculous variety of breads. By tweaking the ratios just a bit, you
I am in love with coffee. I'm not ashamed. I think, probably, coffee has been secretly dictating the course of human affairs for many centuries now. Think of any great woman or man, and I suspect coffee was right there, in the thick of it, driving them to get up in the morning, or work late in the evening.
Teddy Roosevelt got by on only about a gallon per day, and Voltaire downed 40-50 cups daily, which sounds great to me, if I didn't have to do anything else that day, or interact with people, or operate a moving vehicle.
Me, I enjoy just one good cup in the morning. And that's the important part: it has to be good. Like, really
Most homes theses days have a fair bit of copper piping in them, and knowing how to make simple repairs (or installs) is worthwhile. Plus, soldering (aka 'sweating') pipe is one of those skills that's actually really easy to learn, and pretty hard to mess up (badly).
Here's the thing, though: soldering pipe can be dangerous, because it involves using a blow torch at high temperatures to heat the copper. Plus, you'll almost always be doing it it indoors, which is not my favorite place to use an open flame. So do it safely:
I'll admit it: when I was 24, and thinking about hosting friends for Thanksgiving for the very first time, I probably wouldn't have used a guide like this. For one thing, I was stubborn and willful, and liked to think I could figure everything out on my own (wrong!). For another, that was 2006, and the internet was a much newer, smaller place then: this type of guide probably wasn't out there.
But you, my friends! You youngsters with your illogical catch phrases and shrug emojis and your ability to understand how to use Snapchat! You can be better! You can do what few young men before you have ever done! You can host an awesome Thanksgiving meal at your house, and it can look amazing, and you can even have fun doing it. C'mon, it's not going to be hard ...
It's fall, which means the nights are getting longer and the temps are getting colder. If you're anything like me, a hot shower is the highlight of your morning. This month ManMade has teamed up with our friends at Delta Faucets to give away a Delta® IN2ITION H2OKINETIC® 5-Setting Two-in-One Shower. Yeah, it's a mouthful to say, but it's worth it when you can use the shower head AND the hand shower at the same time. That's some future-tech right there! Read on to find out how you can win one ($250 value!).
"It's only three miles." This is what I tell myself, as I drag my feet up a seemingly endless hill toward the last obstacle of my very first Warrior Dash. At this point, I'm soaked, covered in mud, and wondering how it's possible that all the hills on this course are uphills. Is that some some sort of tricky 'Keep Portland Weird' thing?
But let's rewind. I started out the day at 3:45am, in Minneapolis. Tip-toed out of the bed to avoid waking my wife, and snuck into both kid's room for a goodbye kiss. Tried to explain to the Uber driver how it was that my job involves flying across the country to run a mud race. "What's a mud race?"