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Breakfast with a friend I’ve known for nearly 20 years. Boggles the mind ever so slightly.


Hitting the Goodwill of my childhood with my sister and Emmett.


This was the message on the parking space I pulled into while in San Francisco. I hope it’s true!


This is the demo kitchen at Purcell Murray, an upscale kitchen showroom just outside of San Francisco. It was, by far, the most beautiful place I’ve ever taught a class.


Dinner with Cheryl Sternman Rule. She put together such a pretty plate!


Waiting for luggage at LAX, I felt a strong sense of deja vu. It’s only appropriate, since this was the airport of my first eight years of life.


After my demo at the Hollywood Farmers’ Market was over, I wandered over to find my Uncle Bill playing with his bluegrass band. It was such a kick to see him.

3 thoughts on “36 37 38 39 40 41 42

    1. Marisa Post author

      Well, I knew he played music at the Hollywood Farmers’ Market most Sundays, but we hadn’t done any coordination or pre-planning.


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