food
For one of my clients, I write a monthly HR newsletter, and for the last two months, it's been packed with suggestions for "staying healthy while making merry;" "beating that holiday weight gain;" and "staying active over the holidays." It was stuff
food
Two more Christmas parties last night, and I gobbled up more holiday treats: baked brie, roasted nuts, rugelach, wedding cookies (Rock smeared the powdered sugar all over his nose and scratched at his neck), hot cider, hot cocoa, some violet liqueur that Jessie made me try, wine, the Anchor Christmas
drinking
Got a text from Rocco right after I got on the 5 headed home today: Nick's for taco Tuesday? Leaving now, can give you ride. I've lived in SF for over a year and had never done Taco Tuesday, so I got right off the bus
food
I mentioned that I went to Writers With Drinks on Saturday; I didn't mention that my parents stopped in the City to visit that afternoon. They were driving up from San Jose to Davis to see my bro and spent most of the day here. When the folks
drinking
"What's the meaning of it all? Why is anyone out protesting? What am I doing at my job? Why do I even ride my bike home at night?" My friend Levi waxed nihilistic at the Sycamore last night. We'd both had decently shitty Thanksgivings,
banality
I had a pretty awful dinner tonight. I microwaved some instant pad thai and tossed in some frozen shrimp. Yesterday at the farmers market I bought some swiss chard and had these aspirations of sauteeing it, but was feeling... ugh... today. So I ended up with slimy, stringy two-minute pad
drinking
Burgers at Roam, drinking at Bar None, Pe Yale and the Triangle, dancing at the Ambassador and topping off the night with nachos at Rancho Grande.
