memory lane aka 24th street in the Mission, & a short restaurant review…

An hour before heading to the Red Poppy to hear a poetry/music slam, my friend Anita and I strolled along 24th street, seeking dinner.  We were tentatively headed to the Roosevelt Tamale Parlor, but willing to be waylaid if we found something we liked sooner. That waylaying place turned out to be El Nuevo Frutilandia.  … Continue reading memory lane aka 24th street in the Mission, & a short restaurant review…

Vinegars…

(I wrote this before I went to France two months ago.  I don’t always agree with myself a day or two, or three months later, but this time I do.  I totally agree with what I wrote then.) My friend Jurgen was visiting one morning recently with his 3 year old daughter Eva.  While Eva … Continue reading Vinegars…

Bumpy Landing…

My Air France flight 0084 landed at SFO with a bumping thud, reminding me of the tremendous weight (the airbus A380 is ginormous —one million, two hundred thousand pounds) of  plane carrying over 400 passengers, reminding me to wonder how we ever got off the ground in the first place. I was relieved and happy … Continue reading Bumpy Landing…

My dream job…

A short post on On Being left me feeling inspired and reflective.  It was titled “An Antidote for Longing”. Here. The title alone, perfect.  I love Maia Terrell’s exploring the paradox of “a deep sense of connection and disconnection all at once”. The On Being post was mostly Maia’s reflection on being a wanderer, and … Continue reading My dream job…