This Christmas stocking I am knitting for the boy is going to smell like garlic. This is because, here it is, three weeks after Thanksgiving, and I decided mid-knit to brine another turkey. We had so many people drop in on Thanksgiving night, that I only had enough leftovers to make one pot of soup. […]

I know everyone’s into the small gratitudes posts these days, but small and gentle gratitude just ain’t my style. Smug victorious booty shaking is. Victorious booty shaking in my new Chez Panisse apron…
First, can I just say that without dieting or even exercising all that hard, I can suddenly fit into my (skinny) husband’s jeans […]

All week day I have been procrastinating writing my Indian Invasion of Alcatraz article, which I find extremely interesting but am having trouble dancing around the sentimentality. I keep typing one sentence, glaring at it, deleting it letter by letter, and then staring at the screen biting my nails. And then sorting my socks, peeling […]

I’m still working on my New Years Resolutions 2009, but they’re awfully complicated this year. It’ll probably take me until May and then there won’t be enough time to achieve unholy perfection and personal nirvana. Alas, I shall end up a fat, grizzled swear-monkey like always.
It hasn’t helped that I’ve been terribly busy eating Tootsie […]

I meant to post a big Christmas story, but first I was sick (like too sick to even knit, read or watch TV) and then Simons was sick, and then I brained myself while skiing, and then for New Years, Beulah ate about a bucket of sand and now she’s sick too. What a charming […]

So a few nights ago, I dreamed that I had a monstrous monobrow…the crazy scientist kind with antennae sproinging off in all directions, like any second now they’ll weave a cocoon and metamorphose, like I should have detachable big nose and glasses to match and chew a cigar. I suspect it was because I was […]

The air here is so bright and crisp, it’s clear and a million. This is the time of year that inspired everyone to move to San Francisco in the first place. It’s a time for sunny days and romping dogs and hoola hoops. Yes, hoola hoops. And love.

It’s time for engagements and parties in the […]