Meeting Myself

  I'm leaving tomorrow for a three-week solo trip through Western Europe. I'd be lying right now if I said I wasn't scared. In general, I've been feeling raw lately. The passing of my grandmother, leaving my job of almost two years, not to mention Mercury in gatorade. I'm just going through it, going through … Continue reading Meeting Myself


I've recently accepted the position of barista at the esteemed Blue Bottle Coffee Company. I am now officially too hipster to exist. I need to go out and buy a beanie. And grow a mustache. And probably wear at least seven bow-ties at any given point. And I'll also now be speaking about mouth-feel and … Continue reading Oaklandic