I lose all sense of decorum when baking cupcakes. Especially when those cupcakes look something like this. Melting sticks of butter in a pan full of Guinness last night I told myself, “I’ll just make myself a nice salad when the batter is finished.” Do I even need to tell you what actually happened? That [...]
Yesterday was one of those balmy January days where walking out the door in the morning and being greeted with sunshine is like being handed a warm brownie when you’re expecting tofu pudding. (Hi, mom! You’ll never live down the tofu pudding.) So I drove to Crissy Field to stare at the Golden Gate bridge [...]
Nothing gets the adrenaline rushing on a lazy Sunday morning like realizing you’ve lost your wallet. Getting ready to meet someone at Tartine for Butter, Guzzling Thereof, I went for my money (butter ain’t free you know) and it wasn’t where it should be. So I checked everywhere it shouldn’t be and…nothing. No wallet, no [...]
Thank you all for your kind inquiries about what the hell happened to my blog and why it displayed a string of gibberish for a week. The only explanation I can offer is that it was hijacked by bored squirrels who relinquished control only when offered a sacrifice in the form of flaming acorns.
I had to rely [...]
When I left to house-sit this week, my plants left with me. Eight days without water would have killed them – which may have been kinder than packing them up to prolong the torture. It always feels like I kill plants quickly, but the two weeks plants tend to survive in my house must feel [...]
I’ve been hankering to go camping. Which is somewhat odd, as I’m not much of a camper. I don’t make a habit of tromping into the wilderness at the first sign of thaw, headlamp strapped to my forehead and little orange poop shovel at the ready. But I am rereading A Walk in the Woods [...]
(Note to my mother: You might want to stop reading this now, because I’m not moving. But I might get that land line.)
I lived two blocks south of Harlem for four years. Nothing ever happened. I lived in the Mission – home of gangs and drug dealers who blocked my driveway so I [...]
I never notice men when I’m in a relationship. I don’t know if my Hot Guy-ometer sputters to a halt or if I’m just oblivious in general, but when someone makes an appreciative comment (or an appreciative wolf whistle), I always have to look up and say “Where?” I might look straight up into the [...]
Because I’m a glutton for punishment, I’ve decided to leverage my break-up into a new apartment and a new job. I’m all about life renovation over here. I might even start eating broccoli.
With job interviews come probing questions. Like “Are you in the habit of roasting your coworkers with olive oil and fresh rosemary if they [...]
Please forgive me for collapsing in an exhausted heap on your computer monitor. Events in the week since the Great Relationship Dissolution of 2008 have left me analyzing the pile of the industrial-grade carpet in my cube for napping comfort. Verdict: thin, scratchy cloth over cement is quite satisfactory when one’s eyelids need to be peeled back and held with [...]
