how i am not myself

On Sunday’s you had to make sure you had enough melon, because often, it was the only thing on the plate that didn’t get sent back. If you ran out of melon, the other cooks would freak, morale on the line would collapse.
“Dios mio,” they’d say, spatula’s and tongs dangling from their hands, the frantic [...]

everything perfect

I was born in New York. I am a fan of baseball. There are only twenty people in this country that have the same last name as me.
See? That isn’t difficult. I don’t have to divulge national secrets, but goddamnit I do have to say something. Just whatever. Make some kind of effort. C’mon kid, [...]

Imperial San Francisco

“Imperial San Francisco” chronicles not only San Francisco’s rise in power and popularity (it’s the second most visited city in America, next to NY), but the effect large urban centers have on the surrounding [...]