This morning, my dad and I strolled the streets of Fukushima for the last bakery and coffee run I’ll probably ever have in the city. It is a massive blessing, … Continue reading Things I love about Osaka
I gravitate towards phases. In high school I had a riveting love affair with K-pop (like many of us, I’m sure). While home-schooled as a child, I spent road trips passing … Continue reading Spoonfuls of sunshine.
You can probably tell that I ADORE the word “shindig.” It’s probably not legitimate in the dictionary, but it conveys a quirky sense of joy and contentment. Like a celebration … Continue reading Why “shindig” is the greatest word.
A layover in SF, brunch, food carts, and coffee–welcome to a happy post about the best coast. After enduring the nightmarish SF traffic, I devoured my very first sushirrito. Think … Continue reading Throwback to Portlandia.
I am a wannebe coffee purist. I like my coffee with cream and just a smidge of honey, which I consider to be a major accomplishment since I began with … Continue reading Meet Joe Black, coffee edition.