love of travel | sf: mission-bernal “la lengua”

Editor’s note:  I lived in the beautiful city of San Francisco for about 15 years before we headed just a bit north just last year. SF has so many neighborhoods with their own very strong identities, that it’s impossible for me to do my adopted hometown justice with just one or two articles. I’ve decided to […]

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city eats: castagna (marina/cow hollow)

When Jules is actually home by 6pm, I like to take advantage of our evening time together, even if it means we’re going to just walk around our neighborhood.  On one particularly sunny afternoon, we walked from our place down to the Marina and passed by a bright red awning that I don’t remember seeing […]

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market bounty.

It’s a rare thing when Jules and I get up early on a Saturday, but when we do, we always do something fun like exploring a part of the city that we’ve never been to.  I’ve lived in San Francisco for 12 years, and I’d never been to the Alemany Farmers Market, which is located […]

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to market, to market: scenes from the sf ferry building.

One of my favorite things to do in the entire world is to head to one of our great outdoor markets.  Farmer’s Markets are a commonplace thing in Europe, where the refrigerator units are small, necessitating daily shopping. Here in San Francisco, we have a plethora of supermarkets that stock good produce year round so the […]

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moody san francisco

Oh San Francisco, how I adore/despise your moody, unpredictable weather.  I never know how to dress on days like these…the sun is deceptively chilly, and the gray skies are too warm for sweaters and coats.  Is it crazy that I am looking forward to a temperature drop?

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bay area farmer’s markets: sf ferry building

    Ferry Building Marketplace One Ferry Building San Francisco, California 94111 (415) 693-0996 Farmers Market is open on Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday mornings. It’s a beautiful, beautiful thing to be able to wake up at 7:30am on a Saturday, grab my canvas shopping bag (and/or my French shopping basket), and drive down to the […]

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