With the wind whipping our hair around our faces, my high school friend and I climbed the streets of San Francisco. We had already meandered around the Westfield Mall, spotted movie producers filming behind the Ferry Building, and nibbled…
My popcorn kernels, peanut butter, and nutella all bully each other around on their crowded shelf in my pantry. When I pull the peanut butter down, he knocks the nutella over, and when I grab the popcorn kernels, they push…
My mother nearly killed me a few weeks ago. She drove up to visit, and as I munched on my afternoon snack, she dropped this on me: “I’m giving up flour!” Choking on my carrot, I barely spluttered out,…
