I went to Europe for the first time in 1997. I was 18, coming off of a failed attempt at college and several months of double shifts in San Francisco restaurants trying to make enough money for a plane ticket. I carried around with me a haze of too much pot smoking, the weight of…
how I ended up with 7 pounds of cheese in my suitcase
Italy post number 2… and then soon I’ll be making things in the kitchen again. I just want to make sure I remember this one. So… Sadie wanted a cheese tour. I’m not the tour sort, but of all the possibilities in Italy, this is what she requested: to wander around mostly but one day have a…
how we travel
When I was sixteen, my aunt took me on a road trip. We started at her purple Victorian in the Richmond District in San Francisco and drove east through California to Mono Lake in the Sierra Nevadas. We drove south from there, winding through Yosemite and following the mountains down until we got to Death Valley…