Me and Mr. Pants

  Finally returning to the wee blog after some years. So much has happened since I posted last:  We moved to a new country and now live in L...

Me and Mr. Pants had one of the greatest evenings at Rock Creek —almost like an actual date night!  Something about this place made it e...

Door, Barbaresco These iPhone photos cannot do Italy justice. The hills are closer, the sky more vibrant, you can't smell the...

The Tonga Room and Hurricane Bar is a San Francisco institution. Kitschy and retro, this subterranean  bar in the Fairmont Hotel, is one of...

Took a long weekend to visit Mom and Chicago.  I love that city.  You would too, if you like leafy-green side streets, gorgeous modern ...

Renee Erickson has done it again with The Whale Wins . It's full of homespun elegance, just this side of precious, with servers in s...

We were about to take my half-brother, who eats fish, but no other meat, to Ballard's beloved Walrus and Carpenter for oysters and ...