What’s Cookin’

Greetings from Tahoe. Yup, I shall once again refrain from talking about my little slice of paradise up here—I don’t want you to deeply hate me. I am already starting to get a heavy heart, knowing I have to pack up on Thursday and return to SF’s…

Greetings from Lake Tahoe. I’m not going to talk about the weather up here because that would be mean. Unfortunately I haven’t made it to the beach yet, but today is the day. At least the back deck of my family’s cabin is one heck of a…

No, I’m not having horse for lunch—that was one of the tweaked songs one of the bands was playing at SF Chefs this weekend (I am imagining Wilson Pickett is rolling over in his grave). Wonky song lyrics aside, whoa, what a blast this past weekend was. I…

Well, my SF Chefs media badge arrived in the mail, which is basically my passport to trouble for the next 48 hours. A quick reminder: just in case you have a last-minute desire to buy some SF Chefs event tickets and go have some fun this weekend, the best deal…

Well, the massive SF Chefs tent is up in Union Square, which offers a whole other level of glamping. Do you have tickets to some of the events? The grand tastings feature an impressive lineup of local talent—and let’s just say I hope you didn’t drive, because…

What is it about Thursday nights that always have me acting like it’s Friday? I’ll blame it on just getting my hair “did.” After receiving a fresh coat of fiery citron on my tresses, I swung by Sightglass to check out the new digs (lookin’ good!) and splash…

Having lived in San Francisco since 1994, I know how important it is to get the hell out of the city in July, unless you enjoy suffering the effects of SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder). Me? Not so much. So Thursday night I skedaddled back up to Lake Tahoe for a…

Nothing like some (lightly) tan arms to get you into a summer frame of mind, right? Had such a fantastic 48 hours up at Lake Tahoe with my family—so nice to have a weekend of home-cooked meals off the grill, catch up with the fam, and how novel, to…

I love virtual emails: when you receive this, I will hopefully be on Highway 50 by that point, tooling along in my freshly tuned-up Alfa on my way to Lake Tahoe, probably with some 60s classic rock on (it’s all I like to listen to up there). Suite Judy…

Um, whoa. Today has been flying. Way too much to do. Starting with writing this intro section. I survived my weekend, which threatened to overwhelm me with places to be, but hey, I’m a professional. This week is no different. Why would it be? Except I am trying to…