Kristian Laliberte, senior editor
"On winter Sundays since I was litte, my mom has my dad build a big, roaring fire in our living room and the three of us read The New York Times. We're both heavy Earl Grey addicts, so she's constantly refilling my mug (my parents and I each have one with the first letter of our names) and, if I'm lucky, slipping me some of her homemade truffles. While we've traveled all over together, I love being with my mom in cozy mode, even if now it's just twice a year when I go back to Nahant. "