Megan and I met some time ago, when she was still living in San Francisco. I won't go into some of the big life changes she was going through at t...
When you live in California, sometimes you feel hours behind everyone else. Weirdly, we watch a recording of the ball dropping in Times Square on ...
Winter fruit hardly excites me. I do love pears, and apples are good only when they are REALLY good, but other than that, I find winter to be the ...
I'm currently enjoying what I've been calling my 'funemployment' - it' unemployment, but it's fun because I have a week off before starting a new ...
When my parents and I moved from Russia first to Israel, and then to the United States, our relatives said goodbye to us knowing there was a very ...
Back in May, I had the pleasure of spending an evening at my friend Veronica's house, where I got to meet — in person — a number of my favorit...
A friend I was recently hanging out with at a wedding said, “I don’t think people read blogs anymore.” She hasn’t been blogging much herse...
Ah, relief. I’ve said it before: despite my undying love for summer, often find it sort of overwhelming. There’s the self-imposed pressure ...
It snowed in Seattle. On November 4th. I mean…I realize we left California for the PNW but this was something. There’s a part of me that reall...
Everything starts anew. Year after year that I live in San Francisco, I am reminded that the fog will roll in right around my birthday. And I will...
