Part 2 of 3 This is the second part of a three part series on how I fell in love in San Francisco. To start from the beginning, read Part 1 first or skip ahead to…
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I remember a conversation I had with my podiatrist back in 2007. And no, it wasn’t about my feet. We were standing in my parents’ living room during a party. He told me about his…
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One time at the Wednesday Castro farmer’s market, Jonathan and I were looking to purchase some fresh fish for dinner. We didn’t know what we wanted, but figured we’d buy whatever looked the freshest and…
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At the start of spring, a gaggle of gays from San Francisco descend like fairies on the quaint countryside towns of Bodega Bay, Occidental, Sebastopol, Forestville, Duncan Mills, and…well, you get the point. We come…
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Coming off the heels of our respective Paris trips, both my brother and I thought we’d keep the Parisian theme going and go big or go home with a crazy expensive meal on our last-chance-before-adulthood…
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When the weather is just so-so in San Francisco, you can bet it’s beautiful in Noe Valley. It has something to do with the way the fog comes in off the ocean and gets diverted…
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We started with a visit to the local market If you’re a foodie and you’re excited about the cuisine of a culture you’re about to visit, consider taking a cooking class while you’re there. I’d…
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As a kid the only way I’d be caught dead eating fish was if it was Van de Kamp’s frozen fish sticks dowsed in ketchup. And then, when the concept of fish tacos was starting…
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