The expressions alone of this feather-filled tradition will make you fall in love, but a love that’s less romantic and perhaps more nostalgic. Each year San Franciscans flock to a peculiar juncture, an odd space where Market Street ends and embraces the beauty of the Bay, where the Ferry Building stands as a mark of … Continue reading →

Waiting at 18th and Castro to hop on the 33 bus, something across the street caught my eye. It was one of those moments where you take a double glance, then face-palm and shake your head, not in disgust or shame, but in, “Oh my god, I cannot believe this is happening.” What put me … Continue reading →