No Vacation

Most of 2015 has been a blur and something tells me that 2016 might be, too. I recall making crab cakes for breakfast in our pajamas and driving u...

A few months ago, we took a family trip to Los Angeles. We’d both been many times before, both together and separately, but we’d never really ...

Tiki culture gained its notoriety after World War II vets returned from the South Pacific looking to recreate their experience abroad. Donn the Be...

Exploring the stalls of my neighborhood farmers' market, it appears that here in California, we're hitting the sweet spot in between winter and sp...

Here's something new we're excited about. Like a daydream of a beach vacation, "Miss Emerald Green" by Winnipeg's Living Hour is ethereal, swelter...

Fate is a funny thing. I suppose I’ve always been the sort of person who believes in the inevitability of some things. A rained out vacation, a ...

It's been outrageously hot in San Francisco. And when I say 'outrageously hot' I mean pleasantly warm for people who live in all other parts of th...

You may not have not have noticed but last week was the first time in years that I have gone a week without posting anything to the site (if you e...

I’ve been to Mexico on a number of occasions over the course of my life. Most of my visits were to border cities that offered cheap booze, affor...

Currently, my refrigerator is so bursting with berries and stone fruits that every day starts with a mission to consume. The fruit to yogurt ratio...

They brought us meatballs, that-place-where-you-can-buy-a-twenty-dollar-sweater and that-place-where-you bought-a-dresser-couldn’t-assemble-it-t...