[Mustard greens from the market, March 2010.]
Never let it be said that I’m not stubborn. I’m the girl who will, if you offer to pay for dinner, cheerfully (but cheerfully!) fight with you over the bill (just ask my best friend). I’ll finish books I’m not enjoying all that much (see: that Dylan [...]

[Mustard grass near Sebastopol, February 2010.]
March, lovely March, here you are at last. You are one my favorite months — with polite apologies to sweet April with her sun showers, smoky blue June tossing her still-green branches against a summer sky, quiet, still August, and white-gold October; these I love truly and look forward [...]

[Last holiday package, December 2009.]
I mailed my fifth (and final!) holiday package last Saturday morning; crammed with dog biscuits, cranberry jam, a bar of delicious blueberry-lavender chocolate, tea, ginger-pecan cookies, and a small loaf of lemon tea bread I hope it reached its intended northerly destination of Napa with all components relatively un-shattered. This [...]

It’s been cold here the past week or so. Not East-Coast cold by any stretch of the imagination (I find myself walking to the bus with my hands stuffed in my pockets and my shoulders perpetually hovering somewhere near my ears — don’t tell my yoga instructor! — thinking Did I really live in [...]

Today it’s raining and all I want to do is go home and cook and cook. Alas I cannot (post-work plans, you know), but this afternoon I can still dream of it (for perhaps at the weekend) — I can dream of cauliflower and chickpeas roasted in garlic olive oil until the pan is [...]