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36/365

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

37/365

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

38/365

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

39/365

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.

40/365

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

41/365

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.

42/365

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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