I read this post by Erin Loechner, who writes the blog Design for Mankind, last week and have been thinking about it ever since. When I first star...
Around this time of year, life tends to move a little faster while work tends to move a little slower. I like it that way. The parties, visitors a...
When I first moved to San Francisco in 2005, I hadn’t made up my mind about it. I wasn’t coming home, specifically, nor was I moving to a city...
We all lie to ourselves on a daily basis. Whether it’s a little or a lot, about the small stuff or the big stuff, these lies get us through our da...
Back when we took our first family trip to Los Angeles as a family of three (!!!), we did something I feel is probably out of the question for a few...
Breakfast in a new city is always so promising because you know that ahead of you lies a day of exploration. When I am traveling, breakfast is a...
I’ve reached the stress baking portion of quarantine. I haven’t quite made it to the sourdough starter and bread-baking stage. Nor have I inve...
I distinctly remember when smoothies became a presence in my life. It was in high school, when the first Jamba Juice opened in a strip mall near m...
I rarely watch TV but every two years when the Olympics are on, I find myself glued to the screen for many more hours than I care to admit. In fac...
The other day, we were sitting at the dinner table and I glanced out the window in a bit of a daze when I spotted a rainbow. It was faint, but it ...