Posts Tagged ‘san francisco’

~not even the chair~

Saturday, November 23rd, 2013

Soaking in the California light (at Big Sur’s Nepenthe, so named for mythical Greek sorrow-salve drug of forgetfulness) before heading back to the wintery East Coast after 3 years in ol’ Frisco. That Leonard Cohen-esque (the spoken word delivery anyway) Neil Diamond declaration I Am, I Said loops in my head: …nowadays, I’m lost between […]

~the streets of San Francisco~

Saturday, May 25th, 2013

While fetching sandwiches from our neighborhood cafe to kickoff le big packing weekend, I received this Public Service Announcement from the streets of San Francisco.

~bread line~

Saturday, May 11th, 2013

A friend worked the 2am shift in the early 90s when this was Carl’s Bakery. Now “Tartine” is all live Bluegrass and $10 emmer loafs. Admittedly delicious loafs, but still, twenty-five minutes waiting in a bread line? What is this, the Depression?!

~tea for three~

Saturday, April 20th, 2013

There was endless love at the Japanese Tea Garden today… everyone smooching, laughing, dancing tango, strangers interacting (my favorite team: homo couple and three middle school girls trading off snapping each others pics). Everyone just loving on humanity, myself and da goils (see last picture) included. Very much needed.

~nothing but blue skies~

Saturday, April 13th, 2013

Self-referential detail of cigar-smoking, pants-wearing, fire-chasing Lillie Hitchcock Coit’s Tower fresco. Although Coit is the Matron Saint of S.F. firefighters and was an honorary member of the Knickerbocker Engine No. 5, the resemblance of the Deco tower to a fire hose nozzle is said to be purely coincidental. San Francisco really showed off today, with […]

~it’s time to leave the west when…~

Friday, March 29th, 2013

you are photographed by NYT mag as typical residents of Bolinas: bourgeois bohemian/hippie holdout enclave of Marin.

~funeral singers~

Friday, March 1st, 2013

Califone at subterranean 1907 speak-easy Café Du Nord.


Tuesday, December 25th, 2012

Hiked the rain-flooded forest of Butano and lunched at Duarte’s, with the Christmas marlin and the head of Rudolph.

~fête-ing margaretha~

Friday, November 9th, 2012

Sebastopol farm adventure–with lamb tagine, late-night fire, star gazing, and sheep kisses–in celebration of a lovely lady.

~red barron’s first flight~

Sunday, July 29th, 2012

We took the Red Barron out for her first flight over Ocean Beach. After some minor mechanical adjustments, the ground crew got her sailing high while I test-drove my windswept Garbo look.

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