Half Moon Bay’s disarming charm
Tucked into the coast south of San Francisco is the sleepy,
Best Turkey Challenge ever, and lots of orange and black
Hats off to Marco Sanchez and John Perales, principals of Gilroy
Pombo is Wise to Refuse Genuine Debate with McCloskey
I didn't expect to meet Abraham Lincoln last Monday night in Tracy, but there he was in the flesh – America's most beloved president. I tell you no lie. I really saw Honest Abe – complete with beard and stove-pipe hat.
Lush lawn? That’s so 1980s
Friends, if your lawn is luxuriant and green, I’m here to tell you that you’re heading for a heartbreak. And if words such as sage and yucca, poppy, manzanita and native grasses aren’t yet rolling off your tongue, they soon will be.
I hear the cookies calling out my name
There are cookies in my house. Now I know that to a normal
Saying goodbye to a dog named Pumpkin
I vividly remember the day she adopted me, me driving home with her 5-month-old paws on the dashboard, face tilted downward and pressed against the windshield. I remember wondering if I had made the right decision: Was I ready to take on a dog? We’d had family dogs when I was young, but I was an adult now, living on my own. She would be all mine.
Mom’s New Orleans shrimp stew
Eleven days are left of the carnival season and Mardi Gras is quickly approaching. Although much of the religious importance of Mardi Gras has given way to secular celebration, the spirit of the season is alive and well. This week, I share the personal importance of this holiday and a family recipe to celebrate with.

















