Personal Reflections & Essays

Mental Gymnastics on the Trail

When I was a kid, we camped a lot. Like, a lot a lot. If you are a famous National Park west of the...


I’m waiting in line to get some eggs and coffee at a cafe in the Mission. It’s one of those younger businesses on the outskirts of gentrification, the forward guard. The line stretches far out the door, but it moves...

Books, Music, Art & Food

Forbidden Voices

“In some ways, it’s the most natural, most legitimate thing, for a woman to sing for her child. And some countries will take the voice of a woman away,” Nazy Kaviani told me. Kaviani was born in Iran...

Listening Through the Walls

Hyde Street, near Turk, looks like most Tenderloin blocks. Old market on the corner, a Chinese restaurant. Grit, noise, smells, but a little better...

From L.A. to Y.C.

Growing up in Texas, sports and school spirit were everything. On Friday nights in my hometown, nearly all 35,000 people would gather at the high school stadium to cheer on the football...

Gochujang Cauliflower Tacos

As a resident of the Richmond district in San Francisco, I’d be an idiot not to embrace the Asian flavors around me. My neighborhood faves include Dim Sum, Sundubu-jjigae (soft tofu soup), Tea Leaf Salad, and banh mi...

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