Flora’s Mixing Bowl

Today is Valentine's Day and I want to share a story about love. I love pie. My partner Steve loves pie and he bakes them exquisitely. I also love Steve. But this story of love can be traced back to the mixing bowl in the photograph. This old bowl belonged to Steve's grandma Flora. She... Continue Reading →


Last Ride on the Viaduct

It was a dark, rainy morning commute riding the bus into downtown. A pretty typical winter commute in Seattle--except for one thing. It was my last ride on the Alaskan Way Viaduct. Last night Washington State Department of Transportation closed the venerable structure forever and soon it will be torn down. How I navigate this... Continue Reading →

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