Whether alone or with a group of friends, I loved going to release parties in wine country. Belonging to Ram’s Gate in Sonoma and Silverado in Napa gave me ample opportunities each season to party. Continue reading Rams Gate & The Fremont Diner
What am I thinking?
I am thinking of love, of course.
I am thinking of my family, many of whom are my friends.
I am thinking of my friends, many of whom are family.
And of course, I am thinking of my dog. I always think of my dog.
Taylor. Continue reading SFFD: San Francisco Fire Department
The skies clear after a while, as I savor one bite after another. Summers in the Bay Area — especially in the city and Marin — are different than summers anywhere else. Mark Twain knew it best when he reminisced about his coldest winters. Turns out, he never claimed the San Francisco summers were cold. Even if he hadn’t, he would have been right. Cold or hot, bright or not, my balcony in Marin always invites deep thoughts by Jack Handy…. “What if you could see your whole life from start to finish?” Continue reading Hotdogs and Vino for the Win
Though being a staple to Bridgeway Promenade in Sausalito, it has only taken me four plus years to visit The Bridgeway Cafe for brunch, a last minute decision on a Sunday late one morning in July. My time here was coming to a close; and with that, came a bucket list of things I had not done that I wanted to do. That list also included things that I had done, that I wanted to do again — over and over again, if I had my way. As with most things in life, I knew wouldn’t have my way. But today would be another story. Fast forward an hour, after a most delicious bloody mary and an omelette of my choosing stashed with bacon, ham, tomatoes, serrano peppers and green onions, I was satiated and afterwards, smiling. Continue reading The Bridgeway Café
The cypress trees held a magical gaze amidst a cool breeze as the light faded into the night. The sunset in the distance was masked by a thick fog, it’s bright colours muted above a once bright blue sea peeking into various dark and light grey clouds. Continue reading Magical Spots and Their Questions
Funny how what comes around goes around. In July of 2017, I knew I would be moving back to Chicago, … Continue reading Leaving the Golden Gate
There is always a glimmer of hope. That’s what’s so great about the future. And that’s why I’m only posting pictures of Taylor, carrying a big stick. Continue reading The End Is Near
With a heavy commute from Sausalito to Mountain View, stopping on the side of the road can be the best thing to do to experience something magical. Continue reading Clouds Dancing
Without fail for much of my young life, at least once a year I would reread all of my journal … Continue reading Sausalito — Ten Years Gone
My balcony consistently brings me love. Rain or shine, it never disappoints. I have six days left here. And with … Continue reading Rain or Shine on a Sunny Day
Secret of My SucCecil 