[Solo dinner, June 2008.]
Boy do I love soft serve. I love it almost as much as I love baseball — so Saturday night at the A’s game when both got together I was pretty much in heaven. If the ice cream in question was served in a little plastic baseball cap (”safe for [...]

[Spring's first green beans, from the Fillmore market, May 2008.]
May, you fickle thing, I don’t think I like this cold spell. For some reason, you’ve decided to burst onto the scene with chilly mornings and even chillier afternoons, never mind that summer is just over a month away, and by now we should be [...]

California, je t’aime.
Two years ago today I got on a plane in the early-morning hours with a one way ticket on Jet Blue headed for Oakland. I had two bags, crammed with all the things I hadn’t already shipped, a boyfriend, and a lot of excitement — the kind that comes when you’ve [...]

[Guinness chocolate cake, with Guinness, March 2008.]
Otherwise known as “amateur night” by certain parties, St. Patrick’s Day to me is soda bread, Altan, Joyce’s Ulysses, which I attempt to battle through every few years or so (it never quite works; I think I need an explanatory text alongside), and — of course — Guinness.
Ages ago [...]

[View from Squaw Valley, March 2008.]
Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature’s peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop off like autumn leaves. - John Muir
Sunday afternoon I perched atop a [...]