in the words of martha & the vandella’s, it was a heat wave! hh, the beast and i took to the streets to keep cool and soak in the seaside life. i love many things about my street: the big trees, the wide blocks, the whites pickets, but even after 12 years of...
while our kin on the east are bracing for that nasty girl, irene, temperatures here in the west, are smoldering chaud. the heat feels thick and heavy; like an invisible, clear fog has seeped in to bake us. skirts are short and skin is bare. hair is worn high to avoid...
we’ve had some delicious food this summer, eaten at some spiffy restaurants, but so far nothing beats this 5-ingredient masterpiece. tomatoes, candy sweet, fresh from my dad’s garden. aromatic basil snipped directly from my patio pot. the creamiest burrata...
