Holiday Cookie Party!

I baked six different cookies and invited friends over to celebrate the season with some mulled cider and Bing Crosby tunes. Darryl, Matt, and James also baked cookies (peanutbutter-chocolate rice krispy squares, bacon-fat gingersnaps, and Mexican wedding cookies, respectively) which I sadly didn’t get photos of. Too busy gabbing with friends, old and new! It was a dry, clear evening despite being bookended by weeks of rain this year. Thank you, weather gods. Continue reading “Holiday Cookie Party!”

Thanksgiving

Did a double whammy T-day this year. First drove out to Copperopolis to spend a couple days with Grandma and Mel, my uncle Steve, and brother Luke down from Seattle. Did some cooking, card games, dog walking, and showing stuff to Gran using AppleTV and AirPlay. Pretty fun time and even a turkey. Then an (exhausting) night drive back to SF in my City Carshare on Weds night. Got up early and started some kitchen prep for my own little dinner party with Troy and Matt. The sun broke out just as I started grilling the chicken, so we had wine on my deck while we cooked up the bird. Pretty all around sweet week. Continue reading “Thanksgiving”

Kona Reef

Darryl, Matthew, and I took a small ocean front condo in Kona for six days. Days of slow paces and soft breezes. Somewhat reluctantly, I was pulled to beach excursions, snorkel boats, and visiting relatives. And this trip had some of the least reading of any I could remember: only one book finished (Patrick Fermor’s “Between the Woods and the Waters”). Because the Kona Reef condos have such a lovely pool and hot tub, we spend a lot of time there. It felt healing, even if Darryl and I got into several heated arguments during our stay. Continue reading “Kona Reef”

Darryl’s brunch

The irony of Darryl’s brunch/party on the day of the Castro Street Fair: few, if any, of the guests had any interest in going to the street fair. We’ve all been there, done that. But the brunch was nice. Despite D’s request to “bring nothing”, most of the guests arrived with food in hand. And true to form: we gobbled it right up.  Continue reading “Darryl’s brunch”

Exploring Portland

Matthew, Darryl, and I met up in Portland for our first ever experience of this city. Matt was there for the Sisters’ “worldwide conclave” but Darryl and I just came along for the ride. Cleaner, whiter, younger, and roomier than San Francisco, Portland made me think a lot about the ways things can be ‘done right’ in urban contexts. And maybe it made me think a little too much about what’s ‘done wrong’ in San Francisco. Continue reading “Exploring Portland”

Tea time

Darryl and Momma

Momma and DaddyKens swing by for some iced tea and lunch after the wedding of Joe Ursini, Jr. in Alameda. After some salads and family gossip, we were joined by Darryl, Matthew, and Lee for cucumber sandwiches, mint tea, and some amazing Cornflake-crusted Lemon Cream Cheese cookies made by Lee. Continue reading “Tea time”

4th of July

Matthew Sachs, shining star

Just a small gathering of good buddies for some burgers and sparklers. Jon also brought a fancy salad: watermelon, stilton cheese, tomatoes, and parsley. The sun was blazing and we ate on the deck, trying to actually steer clear of the heat for a change. The city exploded at night with the booms and cracks of a thousand pyromaniacs. We lit some sparklers, which for me had the effect of taking my mind away from the point of the Fourth. The freedom and independence which the holiday celebrates seems masked by all the fireworks. Or maybe it conjures up the warfare involved to secure that liberty?

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Dickens Fair

Myself as a dandy with pipe, Dec 2009

What a surprise: to enjoy dressing up and pretending the Cow Palace was 1800s London. All silly good fun. We all promised to do it again down the road (though we still haven’t). Anthony went as a downtrodden fop. I’m a snoot with a pipe. John, a poor Dickensian lad. And Matt a dandy. Thank god we live in the era of the iPhone and all this is just pretend. Continue reading “Dickens Fair”