Monday, July 30, 2012
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Maybe it's the vacation mindset or maybe it's the sunshine, but summer is a season that needs its own soundtrack. While my summer playlists tend to favor catchy pop songs, glam rock tunes, and laid-back reggae-esque numbers, a good summer song can be of any genre. In fact, the only real requirement for a summer song (for me at least) is that it complements certain seasonal experiences––sunshine, road-trips, beaches, backyard BBQs, warm summer night parties, etc. Each year, regardless of whether I actually experience any of these summertime things, I make a playlist to coincide with the season, featuring some old favorites and some new discoveries. And while I don't quite have room to share my entire 2012 playlist with you, it's only appropriate that I share a few of the newer songs I've added to this year's list, considering the theme of this blog. So, without further ado, here are five of my favorite summer songs of 2012:
Saturday, July 21, 2012
Lately, the unstructured nature of the whole looking-for-a-job, recent graduate lifestyle has got me in a bit of a funk. (Or maybe it's just the summertime blues.) Whatever it is, on Thursday, it left me in the mood for something new and delicious for dinner, but not in the mood to figure out the details. Luckily I remembered an article I had read earlier in the week about the newly launched Off the Grid near Haste and Telegraph in Berkeley, about three blocks away from where I live. I was craving an easy, delicious dinner on the cheap, and it was the perfect option.
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
"The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco." – anonymous
You've all probably heard this oft-repeated quote about the summertime weather in the Bay Area. (Although you may not have known it wasn't said by Mark Twain.) Having lived in the Bay Area for some time now, let me tell you that this witticism is true....just not all the time. In fact, more often than not, the weather in the Bay is frustratingly inconsistent. It'll be foggy and freezing when you wake up, then by midday it's hot as hell, and as night falls, you face the cold once more. (And sometimes it's not even that predictable.) So, how does one survive this moody weather style-wise?
Monday, July 16, 2012
Thursday, July 12, 2012
|Me, Art Murmuring.|
Recently, I was finally able to attend Oakland Art Murmur, an event I had heard about time and time again but hadn't actually experienced for myself. Every first Friday of the month, Oakland's galleries and mixed-use venues open their doors, allowing the public to peruse local artwork, soak up the creative atmosphere and take in the night air. And that's exactly what Ben and I did this last Friday.
Monday, July 9, 2012
After getting all dressed up for the fourth, I had pretty much reached my patriotism quota for the day. On this American holiday, I didn't want BBQ. No, and no hot dogs or hamburgers for me either. For some reason (maybe it's the California girl in me), I craved a Mexican snack.
Luckily, Ben's boss had just given him a recipe for some crazy good homemade tortilla chips and Ben offered to teach me how to do it. We also decided to make some pico de gallo and a couple-a margaritas, and make a semi-meal out of it.
The results? Deliciousness. Here's how we did it:
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
Tuesday, July 3, 2012
|Me, walking the streets of the Mission.|
I had been wanting to try something new in the Mission District, one of my favorite San Francisco neighborhoods, for a long time now. So last Sunday, I stole away my boyfriend Ben and we headed over to a event that happened to be in the neighborhood which was part of a series called Sunday Streets. Put on by the city in order to promote the health of the community and its citizens, Sunday Streets temporarily closes the streets to vehicular traffic in various neighborhoods and opens them up for walking, biking, dancing, hula hooping, yoga-ing, you name it.
Sunday, July 1, 2012
|Photo by Sebastian Kim for Interview Magazine.|
Before I start writing about "Daredevil," I have to admit something: Fiona Apple is one of those artists that passed me by. I had always heard about her and wanted to check out her music, but I just never got around to actually doing it. I heard a few songs here and there, but I was never the die-hard Fiona fan that some of my friends were in high school. After listening to her newest album with the lengthy and enigmatic title The Idler Wheel Is Wiser Than the Driver of the Screw and Whipping Cords Will Serve You More Than Ropes Will Ever Do though, I discovered the true meaning of better late than never.