Dorothy Cookies

I have the best grandma. She is the greatest storyteller, sprinkling my childhood with hilarious made-up stories about Curious George riding a horse into a clothesline full of laundry. She is the best hostess, feeding my siblings and I breakfast every morning before grammar school for more years than I can remember. She would drive… Continue reading Dorothy Cookies

Cooking for the Weather

We received some much needed rain over the weekend, which means it finally feels like winter in San Francisco. Instead of focusing on how dreary it is, I look at this weather as the “free-dress” pass of adulthood. I say forget the makeup and swap jeans for leggings (they aren’t pants people), just as I once traded school… Continue reading Cooking for the Weather