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This week I deeply miss my mother, who died a few years ago of cancer — without her, Christmas is hollow. I’m recovering from a cold but hoping I feel well enough tomorrow to bake a batch of her cookies… Continue Reading →
Last year my long-term relationship evaporated overnight. While I can’t say there were no warning signs, they were certainly faint. Silver linings from that have been similarly faint. But one upside has emerged in the wake of another painful loss… Continue Reading →
Yesterday a friend was telling me how computer games only render the rooms we are in to save memory, and that our brains aren’t so different. When we encounter something different or enter a new space we force our minds… Continue Reading →
I first visited Tadich as a child on my first family trip to San Francisco. Over the decades we have returned there time after time for local classics like cioppino, hangtown fry, and petrale sole. Tadich is a San Francisco… Continue Reading →
Recently I stumbled on a forgotten family gem, personal histories from WWII written by two of my grandfather’s brothers. It was an opportunity to learn about uncles I barely knew and get personal insights into a defining event of the… Continue Reading →