If I lived in So. Cal

I would not drive a conversion van like half the population of So Cal. But I might surf. Might is imperative here, because this morning I could barely tiptoe into the chilly ocean to even my knees. With a wetsuit, though, one can do a great many things that one cannot do without a wetsuit. … Continue reading →

Always, ever human

Vacations always turn out unexpectedly flavorful and flawed, which sends you home with stories and memories to boot, if not the “perfect” vacation. If anyone tells you they had a perfect vacation, I can promise you they are leaving out the story of the hissy fit because they couldn’t find gelato, or the story of … Continue reading →