BLACKBERRY BOURBON SWEET TEA

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One of my favorite things about blogging is its journalistic capabilities; capturing some of life’s best moments in a written and visual form. Sometimes without this I would have no idea what I have ever done in my life — my memory is so terrible. I was just trying to think today where I was…

THE PUNCH DIARIES

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It’s Friday, and if that weren’t reason enough — it’s been a long, hot, dry week in California (what happened, spring — where’d you go?), which means it’s time to bust out you’re favorite pitcher and prepare some juicy, icy punch to simultaneously cool yourself down while celebrating the oncoming weekend. For this drink I…

HOME AWAY FROM HOME

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Home is safety and comfort; the place where you can be truly you; where you can unwind, and take your armor off. We feather our nest with trinkets and colors that delights our souls; it is a representation of ourselves in ways visitors will never full understand. Others can be invited in, but there will…

BEST BRUNCH DRINKS

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For those who think brunch has a season, you’re wrong — brunch is year-round. Without question. But if it did have a season, that season would be now. Spring is in the air, Mother’s Day is around the corner, and brunch is definitely on the brain. With warmer and longer days each passing week, and…

THE POOR GIRLS SUMMIT

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The weekend may be drawing to a close, but there’s still time for an indulgent drink before we all get back to the weekly grind. I’ve been trying to figure out how to recreate Nopa’s delicious Summit cocktail at home, and I think the results are finally ready to be shared. Nopa uses St. George Terroir…

sunrise, sunset

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 One week down, and just one more to go before my plane departs. Time goes by so quickly, and yet so much has happened since I set myself on this track way back in January. I’m excited about flying away into the unknown, but between now and then are so many more friends to visit…

DIY, boots, and serendipitous encounters

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Like many other Saturdays, I awoke with a hunger; for adventure, for a well needed respite from work, for new experiences — but mostly, for artisinal coffee, eggs dishes, and pastries. I therefore ventured out into the glaring sun to wander the bleak, long streets of the Mission, passing by many other similar blank eyed…