Dear Amy, I'm sorry I never published your poetry in our literary magazine because I said it was full of cliches. I was the gatekeeper and what I ...
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I started throwing lots of things away recently. Old magazines, high school t-shirts I've been holding onto since — well — high school, pre-ad...
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Fate is a funny thing. I suppose I’ve always been the sort of person who believes in the inevitability of some things. A rained out vacation, a ...
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Serves six 1 tablespoon of olive oil 1 small sweet onion, diced 2 celery stalks, diced small 2 garlic cloves, minced 1 15-ounce can of kidney...
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It's that weird time of the year when the rest of country gets ready to buckle down for Fall while San Francisco enjoys our brief summer. It's kin...
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*serves four 1/2 cup of black quinoa* 1 pound of tomatoes handful of radishes 1 tablespoon of finely chopped mint 1 sprig of rosemary oliv...
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I try to plan at least one trip per year as a way to reward myself for being a working person the rest of the time, and also so that I can enjoy t...
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Serves four 5 russet potatoes, scrubbed and peeled 1/2 cup of buttermilk plus more, to taste 3 tablespoons of melted butter salt and freshly...
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Hello, dear friends --old and new. A few years ago, I started a little food blog called eating/sf. A year or two later, my boyfriend at the time (...
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I remember our last day in San Francisco, I was a bleary-eyed mother of barely two-month-old twins and a nearly-three-year-old. I hadn’t had the...
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The other day, as I was running late to an appointment, I saw a parking spot and immediately pulled a quick U to try to grab it, just as another c...
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Summer has quietly slipped out of my grip somehow and the other day, I had a fleeting thought about fall: about boots and hot chocolate and umbrella...