I have a Fig Newton Phobia. Weird I know. But until you have had been forced to make Fig Newton’s at gun point you really can’t understand. Okay maybe it didn’t happen exactly like that. One time when I was a child of about seven or eight my mom made the mistake …
The last few winters in this resort town have been horrific. Very little snow if any at all. Our once glorious evergreens are brown and rotting; the ones that survived the wildfire that raged through over 10,000 acres in June, anyway. It’s been so sad to see the ski slopes brown even in mid winter and not …
The afternoon our train pulled into the Monte Marc station felt so safe. We disembarked and made our way into the warm welcoming arms of Paris; crepes, café cremes and stinky cheeses. As my boots touched the streets of Paris and I looked for the piles of dog poo I had read about as we …
This recipe was inspired by the delicious oatmeal I had at Moonridge Coffee after Carly and I ran four miles the other morning. Straw Propeller Foods makes the absolute best pre made oatmeal cups and muesli cereals. When I saw curry flavoured oatmeal I just thought that was really weird but the barista working behind …
Today I felt like a terrorist. Or a dumb ass. Maybe both. I had to go to the county courthouse on this muggy smoggy, okay typical for San Bernardino County, September afternoon. Last time I had the joy of visiting the San Bernardino Courthouse I was probably nine or ten, tagging after my dad, who, …