This past summer, while having dinner with a friend and her parents, we started talking about the dishes that we would always ask our mothers to make when we were home visiting. For my friend, the answer came quite easily: spaghetti and meatballs. When it was my turn, however, I had to stop and think.…
How has she become one of those people who wears yoga pants all day? She used to make fun of those people. With their happiness maps and their gratitude journals and their bags made out of recycled tire treads. But now it seems possible that the truth about getting older is that there are fewer…
It has been a doozy of a week. It all started off nicely enough--a really fun Spanish cooking class at 18 Reasons in SF (I cannot stress how refreshing it is sometimes to go out and dine with strangers!) on Sunday--but come Monday morning it was back to the grind. And, by grind, I mean…
Dining with Dostoevsky 