Portland feels like the kind of party you might have in up in snow country, where you make a couple invitations and put out the bruschetta as people start to trickle in and kick off their boots, and all of a sudden the house is packed with flannel and beards and the fireplace is crackling… Continue reading Stumptown
Part two of the Hawaii adventure, since Kaua`i is just a quick jaunt from Oahu and it would have been a shame not to pop in to see family there, too . . . First shave ice of the trip! I’m not a huge fan — it’s too cloyingly sweet for me — but when… Continue reading And while we’re in this corner of the Pacific . . .
Sometimes there’s no way around it — no matter how many “dog ate my homework” excuses you come up with you just have to take a spur-of-the-moment trip to Hawaii. It might be a sudden convergence of inescapable factors, including $350 roundtrip tickets and a foreign friend with exemplary peer pressuring skills [“when ELSE am… Continue reading Oahu, if you insist
If someone complains to you that there’s nothing going on at any given second in SF, they’re lying. Hop on a bike and pick a direction — you’re bound to stumble onto something good. America’s Cup! The catamarans were incredibly powerful and majestic and although we had no idea what they were doing it certainly… Continue reading Playing Tourist
Ah, another year of delicious food come and gone and we’re back at San Francisco’s culinary mecca, where proud local chefs strut their stuff with portable deep fryers and super-sized tubs of spices, and success is measured in the length of the queue willing to wait for your showstopper. It’s the perfect venue to sample… Continue reading No Fried Butter Here: SF Street Food Festival