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Five Senses Monday | Wedding day

Happy Monday, friends. It’s been a very busy couple of weeks, but I’m happy to have more time back (I hope). I had planned to veg and relax all weekend, but then one of my dearest friends, Jen of NewVintage … Continue reading

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Not your stereotypical Oakland

Once again, I have been reminded that we can’t judge things in life by what other people say. Before last week, I just assumed Oakland streets were riddled with graffiti, guns and people who would rip my bag off my … Continue reading

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Discovering the ruins of the Sutro Baths

In California, the closest thing we have to ruins might be the missions. Maggie and I joked about that this past weekend as we walked around the skeletons of the Sutro Baths and kept referring to the site as “like, … Continue reading

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This is January | Instagram challenge 2013

I kind of pride myself on not being too materialistic. I don’t need — or like, really — super fancy clothes. I want flip-flops over expensive boots or heels any day. I’d rather have a good earthy sandwich on chunky … Continue reading

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Five Senses Monday

One day last week, I perused Old Town Sacramento by myself. It’s such a charming little area with its tourist-luring storefronts, brick roadways and horse-drawn carriages. I found a few trinkets at the eclectic Evangeline’s, and took just a few … Continue reading

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Bierocks: A German family tradition

In every family, there are those meals that might not be great to outsiders, but are special in that sentimental, traditional way. There are those dishes that take you back to the memories, like the time your family cooked a … Continue reading

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Flee to the flea (market)

My first flea market was that one at the Big Red Barn. You know it — that one on the outskirts of Prunedale, that little town you might drive by if you take Highway 101 to Monterey. It’s not particularly … Continue reading

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