[Happy Boy Farm tomatoes, summer 2007]
The Fillmore Farmers’ Market — my neighborhood market — closes this weekend for the season, and I’m sad! I’ll just say it plain: I love having a market within walking distance; I love the gorgeous live jazz played while I browse the fruits and vegetables; I adore the smallness [...]

[Rain on the road, October 2007.]
We runners are a funny bunch. On a chilly, drippy day like today, most sane people would be curled up inside with a book and a cup of tea, or stirring a pot of soup, letting the house get warm and steamy. But to the runner, Saturday morning [...]

[Sun at Limantour, November 2007]
Today is a day heavy on the coffee because I woke up early this morning to talk to NPR a little bit about my quinoa-love. And by “early” I mean “5:10 a.m.,” which, well … I don’t know about you, but that’s pretty early for almost anyone, I think; [...]

{Spetses, view from the road, August 2007.]
November first: San Francisco is grey, and a little chilly, and the fog swirled around the buildings along California street very prettily this morning, almost as if it was preparing to be photographed (I didn’t). Last night for dinner I made a quick and delicious butternut squash, [...]

Round about the cauldron go;In the poison’d entrails throwToad, that under cold stoneDays and nights has thirty-oneSwelter’d venom sleeping got,Boil thou first i’ the charmed pot …
Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,Witches’ mummy, maw and gulfOf the ravin’d salt-sea shark,Root of hemlock digg’d i’ the dark …Add thereto a tiger’s chaudron,For the ingredients of our [...]