Even though I hate being cold, I love the winter. I think this preference largely stems from my belief that it's much easier to warm oneself than it is to cool off: you can have a piping hot cup of hot cocoa or the always popular (even in summer, at least for me!) hot toddy;…
Christmas eve is a special night. We go to my Grandparents'. We have dinner. We have yummy yummy cookies we munch on all night. We open gifts. We take pictures. Then we go home. Good night. Sleep tight. Let's hope Santa has a safe flight. - A six-year-old me I was at my mom's this afternoon,…
Before leaving California this year, the Greek and I decided to have our own little Christmas dinner the night we exchanged presents. While it was but a humble feast since I largely spent the day grading papers and the Greek had to make an early evening lab run, we ate well and discovered some recipes…
I can hardly believe that, less than a week ago, I was rambling through Carmel, Monterey and Point Lobos, almost without a care in the world. To put it mildly, all of that seems like a lifetime ago. The Greek and I returned to various tasks in Berkeley last Tuesday evening and now, one Greek…
It is a fabulous place when the tide is in, a wave-churned basin, creamy with foam...But when the tide goes out, the little water world becomes quiet and lovely.-John Steinbeck (Cannery Row)While it may not be customary for a couple, right after a move, to go on a little trip, that's exactly what the Greek and…
After a partially self-imposed and partially necessary break from blogging, I'm back! My blogging form is a little rusty--I have no quote to offer you, nor do I have a recipe--but I do have lots of pictures. Life, as of late, has given me images galore: there was Thanksgiving, then there was San Francisco at…
Dining with Dostoevsky 