I love my job. How many of us can really say that? One of the things that makes going to work so much fun is getting to meet, connect and become friends with other bloggers. A few weeks ago, fellow blogger Janetha sent out a mass email to a bunch of healthy living and food… Continue reading The Great Fundraising Act: Orange & Black Cookies
Category: Spirit
It takes a village & maybe a slice of pie
Change. Is this something you anticipate or something to be reviled? Some changes are easy. Other times, they resemble trying to turn the Titanic. Years ago, I helped run and volunteered at a homeless drop-in center off of Haight Street. Every Friday night, my friend Mary and I would troll the upper Haight and hand… Continue reading It takes a village & maybe a slice of pie
Finding My Voice
Olga once told me the worst thing you can do when you lose your voice is to whisper. Instead, she said, you should either stay silent or try to talk normally so as not to damage the vocal chords. Clearly over the past year, I chose silence. Just like talking about losing my voice found… Continue reading Finding My Voice
Losing My Voice
Grief does weird things to a person. You don’t exactly know the when or the where, but you know to take this visitor at its word, when it says it will drop by. Right after my dad’s funeral, people kindly sent emails, texts and phone calls. In the void and silence not to be filled,… Continue reading Losing My Voice
SF Food Bloggers Bake Sale- this weekend!
On a recent trip to Dallas, Texas, I was driving down the street when I saw a sight that made me smile. Two girls stood on a corner holding a handmade sign on poster board. They yelled at my passing car the words hand-written on that sign: “BAKE SALE!” Their sign indicated their bake sale… Continue reading SF Food Bloggers Bake Sale- this weekend!
Taste of the Nation San Francisco
I’m sure you’ve worked various odd jobs throughout your life. My roster is pretty short but includes bookseller, librarian, and flower shop assistant to name a few. From a young age, I discerned myself to be a worker bee, someone who likes to get things done, not watch other people do them. One thing stayed… Continue reading Taste of the Nation San Francisco
Bakesale for Japan
Do you remember where you were when 9/11 happened? How about the Indonesia earthquake and the ensuing tsunami? Haiti? Chile? Japan? In my job I have the fortunate opportunity to listen to and talk with customers curious about our products. What I’ve begun to hear is a rising fear and panic in some of their… Continue reading Bakesale for Japan
Menagerie of Tea Shortbread & Japan Relief Support
See these beauties? They can be yours! On Wednesday, March 30th and for one day only, you can bid on them over at the Online Bake Sale for Japan where all of the proceeds from this one day online auction are going to benefit Second Harvest Japan. I will bake & ship them well wrapped… Continue reading Menagerie of Tea Shortbread & Japan Relief Support
San Francisco Food Blogger Bake Sale
We want you! Calling all bakers and cookie makers. All closet chefs and pastry chefs too, Volunteers, come bake for a good cause. Some incredible people are coming together and bringing their baking chops for a good cause. Last year, we raised around $1600 for Share our Strength and are enthused for this year’s event.… Continue reading San Francisco Food Blogger Bake Sale
Lo and behold
July 2010. For those of you who might still stumble upon this ghost town of a blog, I haven’t stopped writing, but I have moved. Remember, this is called La Vie en Route. Life on the go (& if I have my druthers, I’m a go kind of girl)… Follow me over to La Vie… Continue reading Lo and behold
A Severe Mercy by Sheldon Vanauken
My favorite gift to receive is a book. (Hint: it’s my favorite gift to give as well.) This Christmas, among the gifts waiting for me under the tree lay a thin package. Upon unwrapping it, my father-in-law, Bill commented, “that book is a bit old school, but it has some good insight into marriage.” Intrigued,… Continue reading A Severe Mercy by Sheldon Vanauken
Under a Waxing Crescent
Crickets. It’s what you might have heard from me if you check this blog regularly. I have been so tired and fraught with matters that have left my inspiration to cook zippered shut in a bag shoved in the corner of my room. Proverbially speaking of course. See, my dad died a little over two… Continue reading Under a Waxing Crescent