What’s Cookin’

And…it’s Friday afternoon. The week has whizzed by, launching into a weekend that has me fired up and already a little worn out. Tonight I was kindly invited to experience the Ruinart tasting I wrote about earlier this week (Champagne and perfume, where do I sign?). My kind…

Did you enjoy your three-day weekend? I’m sure the answer is hell yes. I had to pack three days of fun into two since I had my gosh-darned deadline yesterday (the calendar waits for no one), and I have the sunburned shoulders and leftover honey-apricot pie…

July 1st, really? What the hell is going on? I want this longer-daylight thing to last as long as possible, thanks. Let’s flip this thing down to third gear, okay? Although I’m sure many of you are all ready-set-go for your long weekend. Fire up…

Woooowheeeee. San Francisco knows how to throw one hell of a Pride weekend—and the fantastic news from New York on Friday evening only sprayed more glitter and gas on the fire. It was a weekend of spontaneous reunions with friends everywhere I went, from Dolores Park to the streets…

Why hello there. I know, what the hell am I doing in your inbox so late on a Friday? Well, this damned jetsetter piece I just finished doing on New York was kind of a monster. Oy. And I was determined to get it out today, even if that meant…

This gorgeous heatwave definitely makes it easier to return to San Francisco after my week in balmy New York. Helllllllo, summer solstice! Am trying to be outside as much as possible, but this dang deadline of mine is kind of getting in the way. I did get to enjoy a…

I can’t believe I’m going to be disembarking a plane in New York in 48 hours, somebody pinch me. This month’s jaunt was inspired by a friend who’s getting married there this weekend, but of course I had to add on some extra days for visiting…

How wrong: I was supposed to be spending the weekend inner-tubing on Cache Creek and camping, but the rainy forecast sadly made me change my plans. I’ve had a rough week, and reenacting a campsite at the Glastonbury Festival (without the music) wasn’t really in my cards.…

I’m getting really tired of bitching about the rain, but this is so ridiculous. Never thought I’d have SAD (seasonal affective disorder) in May, but there you have it. It’s enough to drive someone to drink. Which is why I have a fun little giveaway this week:…

I can imagine many of you are chomping at the bit to get the hell out of work and get started on your three-day weekend. Someone had to remind me it was Memorial Day this weekend (this is what happens when you’re self-employed—I don’t even…