From ghost-riding the whip (hyphy ain’t dead) to ghost-sighting at haunted houses (okay, maybe it was just a stray dog), I’ve had my fair share of the other-worldly. After this weekend, I am proud to say that I can now add two more things to my paranormal list. Last Thursday, I saw Ghostface Killah live,…
San Francisco
Everyday I’m Hustling and Eating
In case you haven’t already figured it out, homegirl likes to eat. Homegirl also likes to cook. Between cooking and eating, that’s a lot of food action going on, but hey, it’s not easy being hungry, and the competition for which restaurant will satiate this appetite is intense. As the explosion of pop-up shops and…
Tomorrow May Rain so I’ll Follow the Sun
In lieu of San Francisco’s fickle weather, the title should really read, “Tomorrow may rain drop 20 degrees blow crazy wind.” I love this city, but seriously, it needs to stop with its weather Tourette’s, pick a climate, and stick to it. Luckily, today was sunny and gorgeous. I was fortunate to spend that time…
Brb, buying stinky cheese.
Retail and restaurants are very similar: Odd hours, weekend work, customers day in and day out, and less-than-ideal pay. However, the sweat and tears we put into finishing up dinner service on Saturday night at 2 a.m. justified themselves by the free and delicious food that all of us cooks made for each other. I…
Project Pastry
While still in college, I would make desserts incessantly, sometimes two to three times a week. I loved it; the apartment always smelled heavenly, there was always a midnight snack available, and sugar everywhere. There were successful projects (anything involving cheesecake), and oven explosions (I’m looking at you, overflowing buckwheat banana cake), but whatever occurred,…