I have a lot of fond memories of my grandma Shirley, who’s actually my step-grandmother, but since all my actual grandparents had passed when I was little or before birth, she’s the grandmother I got…
Until recently, I thought I’d witnessed all of San Francisco’s characters. A cornucopia of clichés like the granola hippie nudists wearing nothing but Chaco Sandals and Prince Albert piercings, or the Lulu Lemon housewives pushing…