My mom called me the other day. She’s down in California, taking care of my Auntie P. She left the day after I got back to Seattle. “I can tell you were here,” my mom said, and I could almost hear her smiling at the other end of the line. “How?” I asked. “I can…
One the Monday before Thanksgiving, I was upgraded to first class for my Alaska Airlines flight down to San Diego. I’ve just reached MVP status on Alaska, and it’s the first time I’ve had status on any airline, so up until now, first class has been pretty much a pipe dream for me. I didn’t even know…
Part 1 in an ongoing series … Travelling to see my family is always incredibly educational. Just when I think I know them, I end up discovering something completely interesting – like the specific terms of their probation, for example, or which Eastern European ethnic group “has it coming.” On this trip, I figured I wouldn’t uncover anything too interesting – after all, I…
I’m knackered. Completely beat. I can’t believe it’s only Tuesday (as I type this), but I suppose that doesn’t really mean anything. I’ve been in Ocean Beach, San Diego for the last 10 days. Time doesn’t seem to pass at normal intervals down here. I often say that if I had one day left to…
You probably know what I’m about to tell you already. It’s painfully obvious. But it’s so damn important, I figure it needs to be said. Take lots of photos. I know, I know – this isn’t news, you’re thinking. She must be really hard up for something to write about, you’re thinking (and okay, you…
The other day, my friend Kim and I were defending our tendency to wash out and re-use Zip-loc plastic bags. Apparently our hoighty-toighty significant others find it “gouache”. WHICH IT SO IS NOT. Those things are expensive (besides, we’re saving the planet). In middle school, we only had the fold-over closure plastic sandwich bags in…
Recently, I saw a photo of an Alaska Airlines plane with an image of Apolo Ohno emblazoned on the side. Alaska is Apolo’s official sponsor. Since their hub is in Seattle, Apolo has been popping up everywhere. The folks at Alaska are very enthusiastic about him: Personally, I find the whole thing bemusing as hell.…
Touristy spots, as annoying and overcrowded as they may be, are touristy for a reason. They’re part of what makes a city unique and interesting, and more often than not, they’re worth seeing. Imagine going to Paris and not seeing the Eiffel Tower, or going to Lake Como and not trying to sneak into George…
I’m going to be in San Diego, California for ten days starting on Monday. What could possibly tear me away from the perpetual rain and cold that is Seattle in November, you ask? My dear beloved Auntie P. needs me.
Tales of Food, Feminism, and Fury
by Geraldine DeRuiter
Paperback Available March 11th
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