Eating Life to its Fullest in San Francisco, CA.
The last time I came to Paris was two years ago to get my advanced pastry certification. Upon leaving, I knew I’d be back, because it’s Paris and because it’s me. And because I also have a tiny croissant tattooed on my wrist to remind me of this special place. Last month, my prediction came…
I’M MOVING. And this is the last dessert I’ll ever make in this kitchen!!! So if you’ve been wondering why I haven’t been posting many recipes lately, that’s why. It’s been a hectic, TRAUMATIC month apartment hunting in this crazy city of San Francisco. After 30 viewings, 5 applications, and 2 rejections, we finally found…
I’m thirty today! Woah. I started writing this blogpost last year when I turned 29. Things were rapidly changing. Many of my friends got married. Others moved away. Suddenly, my idyllic world of having everyone I love within a 10-mile radius was dissipating. And it was FREAKING ME OUT. Thirty is the year you think…
