Growing up in Northern California, winters were long and grey and wet. Thirty degrees was a notable low, “Mommy! It’s freezing!” I would exclaim when we headed south on 101, driving by the digital display of time and temperature, courtesy of Wells Fargo. The novelty of thirty-two degrees equating to freezing fit comfortably for me … Continue reading In the Sun
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One Saturday night, we went out to a Hibachi-style dinner where individual chefs put on a cooking spectacle—with food, drink, and fire—in front of a table of twelve. The large room had several such tables, and while we waited for our show to begin, we watched a nearby cooking surface burst into controlled flames. G started … Continue reading Mysteries
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