[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 [...]

[Spetses, 2007.]
If I were a better writer, I’d have some sort of lovely observation about this (endless) rain and how, if I didn’t have to work, I’d like to be sitting in the Japanese tea garden in Golden Gate Park watching puddles pile up near the coi pond and crunching away on that delicious (and [...]

[Out the window, January 2010.]
Every day this week I’ve woken up to rain pouring over the roof of my apartment building and sliding down the windows. It’s going to rain until spring, my coworker grumbled this morning as we turned up in the office lamenting our sodden pants and shaking out our umbrellas. [...]

The new decade slipped in quietly last night but no less deliciously than any other year — after my brother departed for points East, I distracted myself from the usual bit of doldrums by cooking dinner for three, using a simple but satisfying menu. I made
To start
Leek soup (just four leeks chopped finely with [...]

But that was not the same snow,” I say. “Our snow was not only shaken from white wash buckets down the sky, it came shawling out of the ground and swam and drifted out of the arms and hands and bodies of the trees; snow grew overnight on the roofs of the houses like a [...]