– I’m a bargain-hunter. I’d like to think of this as one of my better qualities, instead of, as my husband puts it, “an acute kind of madness.” And granted, sometimes I do strange things to avoid spending money. Not unethical things, mind you. I’ve never shoplifted or stolen anything (okay, FINE, there was that…
We stayed at the Harbor Court Hotel during our last trip to San Francisco. Every afternoon they had chocolate chip cookies and popcorn in the foyer. I didn’t really notice much else, because come on – free popcorn and free chocolate chip cookies? I’d sleep in a Ford Pinto and give it five stars if you handed…
There’s an old Cary Grant movie called People Will Talk. If you haven’t seen it, go do so now. I’ll wait. … Wasn’t it amazing? I know. I love it, too. I have a weak spot for Cary Grant. Actually, I have several weak spots for Cary Grant, and they’re all located around my knees, or thereabouts.…
The Scene: San Francisco, on a chilly night. The Characters: Geraldine, who is totally awesome. Rand, who is usually awesome but last night left his dirty laundry in a pile on the bedroom floor, which is so not cool. Act I: Geraldine and Rand are walking down a street in San Francisco. It…
I’m getting a little too comfortable with San Francisco. We go so often – probably a half-dozen times a year or so, that I’ve started feeling like I take it for granted. That city has an astounding amount of beauty and quirkiness (and just plain weirdness) to offer, but I’ve grown so used to it,…
I feel sorry for people who have normal friends. I’m sure befriending normal people has its merits. It must be nice to go out to a restaurant without having to apologize to the family next to you for what transpires at your table. And having someone dependable who can pick you up from the airport…
If my last voyage out to New York was the trip of cupcakes, then my most recent trip to San Francisco was the jaunt of ice cream. Because in the few days that I spent there, I ate a lot of it. I can process dairy far better than the next gal (particularly if the…
A totally random note from Geraldine: This is the 500th post to appear on my blog. Holy cats. There are few things I’ve done 500 times, folks. I won’t exactly go into WHAT, but there are few things – let’s just leave it at that. Thank you to everyone who helped me get to this milestone…
Dear InterContinental Hotel, I get the feeling you are trying to tell me something. I just can’t figure out what it is … – Perhaps it will come to me after I’ve finished blow-drying my hair in the bathtub.* Sincerely, The Everywhereist *Oh, calm down. I used a sealant to protect my roots. AND…
Tales of Food, Feminism, and Fury
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