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Sharing
At each neighborly garden swap, the attendees bring three things:
- A swap item to share, generally homegrown, but many homemade goodies arrive as well.
- A drink to share
- A snack to share
Here is the magic of the swap. Not only Continue reading
Sharable Moments: February 2017
February came and went like the short month it is. While I’m still in busy season, but I managed to step away from the computer for some important milestones! Here’s what kept me busy this month: Continue reading
Mix Mix
On Saturday night, Alisha texted us and asked if we were interested in going to dinner downtown. We had all been curious about a new restaurant that offered creative cocktails and sharable plates. So we drove the mile or two down the road to Mix Mix. We each ordered a cocktail and set about passing them around the table so everyone could try them. Continue reading
Changing Lives…
At our last garden swap, a friend let us know that he had never had grits before. WHAT???!?! Never?!?! Another friend chimed in that she had tried them a long time ago, but didn’t really like them. Oh, come on… now that’s a challenge for me! Continue reading
Raphael
At our neighborhood garden swap a couple weeks ago, Raphael made an appearance. Well, not the man, but his Chile. On Friday the 13th, several neighbors converged upon Sandy & Ed’s glorious French Chateaux (the house my house wants to be when it grows up). Don’t let the date scare you… despite entering under a ladder, crossing the path of a black cat, and opening several umbrellas in the house there was no bad luck on this night. Continue reading
How does your garden grow?
Mine? Right now? Not at all. Well, except for herbs. Despite the planting of chard, peppers, and brussel sprouts late in 2016, my garden has only managed to produce 1 little pepper. Which is a problem when you have an upcoming garden swap. Hmm… what to swap…? Continue reading
Deutschland
I’m part German, or at least I’ve been told that. The ancestry.com results aren’t back yet and German culture wasn’t part of my upbringing. I suppose the fact that I had a great uncle named “Herman the German” is a pretty good indicator that my ancestry, or part of it, lies in Deutschland. A couple months ago, a (German) neighbor invited us to the Phoenix Club (a distinctly German experience) for Karneval. Continue reading
If you need me…
I’ll be here.
San Francisco knows the way to my heart, and it is the Ferry Building. I always look forward to visiting San Francisco, because I make a point to stay near the Ferry Building so I can go and shop, and eat, after work. Continue reading
House No. 5
When we first moved into our house, Alex attend our neighborhood association meeting. I opted to stay home. He came home and announced that he had met a neighborhood realtor who ran the home tour. “We have 2 years to make the house perfect,” he proclaimed when he got home. “Huh?” I asked, “what’s wrong with our house?” Continue reading
