Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Ready for Christmas?

Today was my last day of work of 2012 :) I do feel a little bad leaving when christmas is so close and the shop is in a frenzy. But at this point, I can barely take care of my own affairs. Hong Kong is in two days, Ming and I have very little planned, we are both burned out from work, and we need to tonnes to prepare before we leave. Suddenly, having nine days to sleep, eat, see family, and go to places sounds like exactly what we need. 
One of the many chores was christmas shopping, between work, cooking, and cleaning, we scrambled around town to get presents for both sides of the family. Then last night, Ming casually said, "Just so you know, I haven't got you anything for christmas." And I was like, "It's okay, I haven't got you anything either." 
I think when you're planning for a second wedding, you're allowed to skip preparing for one christmas :) Last time, we had a small wedding with a lot personalized elements: the ceremony was barely 10 minutes long, the favors were homemade, and the food were sourced locally. This time, we're trying to achieve the same thing... with less time in our hands, and more mandatory traditions... but, trusting me being myself, I will come up with some whacky idea in no time, let's hope my mother approves of them. 

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Sick and TV bingeing...

I was getting ready in the morning for work, and apart from making my meals for the day I sneaked half an episode of The Walking Dead. It's sad to say after spending many hours of my life watching TV, I have come to admit if I want to finish a TV series, I have to do it in a marathon. I caught a slight cold a couple days back, so apart from eating alot of hot soup, I decided to relax and start a show... Bad decision...
My brother, my friends, have all given high praises to The Walking Dead, and I'm OBSESSED with zombies. So when I found the show on Netflix I just went for it. Took me three days to finish two seasons and I am still hungry for more. I have to force myself to get up and do house chores and some travel planning in between each episode. Luckily, even though the show itself is pretty scary, it didn't get me all paranoid like zombie movies did to me in the past :)
My only regret, I got Ming hooked on The Walking Dead too.

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Wedding take 2: Hong Kong

Time flies, and since I started working on Saturdays throughout christmas season, my sense of time, day, and week, is crumbling gradually. The dentist and I both have packed schedules, so the only possible time for me to get my teeth cleaned is at 8am tomorrow. Better make this post a short one and go to bed!
The funny thing about writing one post each week is, sometimes nothing that interesting happens, or maybe, everything is moderately interesting... Like, my co-worker squished my cheeks with her hands one day, and I'm glad that someone at work has noticed me long enough to realize I have chubby cheeks :) they are really fun to pinch or roll around with your palms, ask my mom, or my brother, or Ming... Or the fateful discovery that one of my co-workers is born on the same year, day, and time as me! That was a little creepy... And does she have a similar personality as me? Not so sure, she doesn't talk as much as me, so that's good, for all of us. 
Our days were so busy and happy that we barely realized it's December already... and our trip to Hong Kong is coming in a little over two weeks! Although we have the trip planned out, the details are blank, and we have a bucket list of chores waiting in this house also. When my mom called tonight I realized how little time we have left before the banquet in Hong Kong. I am excited about going home, and having a vacation after the christmas rush, but first I'll have to get organized and really take care of things: close the house, buy presents, double check the guest list, choose the menu... maybe buy a dress if I can find a nice one?

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Last Minute Snowboarding Trip

Ming once said, "I hope this will change your negative perspective on rain: when it rains in San Francisco, it's snowing in Tahoe." Fresh snow is what every snowboarder/skier dream of, day and night. Obviously, there will be no winter sports without snow, and the more snow the better. Snowboarding was never a sport I considered trying, sure it looked cool enough. It also requires much investment, clothing, gear, time, courage... Ming has a long love affair with snowboarding for many years, it was also why I thought he was cool when we first met. And now, he got himself a psyched beginner, tumbling the mountain run behind him :)
Unfortunately because of work, we couldn't go snowboarding during thanksgiving break. But the craziness of working in a shopping mall through Black Friday finally made me snap. And out of the blue I texted him, 'Lets go.' And we went. It was a long tiring drive, but for a day, we had blue skies and white snow.

Last year was my first season, everyday after we finish, I would be black and blue all over. Last Sunday though, I came home totally unscathed except for a couple of sore limbs. I'm glad the hard work last year paid off, and looking forward to the new season with utmost excitement!
And... since this is a short update about my life, allow me to complain about one thing, just this one thing. Why is the San francisco public transport soooooooo unreliable? When half the city depends on this system, how can it be late/early/full/not appearing at all?! I'm either super early to work or five minutes late. Stuck in the underground because of traffic, slow traffic in an underground train? I didn't know this concept can exist! Last time I was late because someone died in the muni tracks, but guy or no guy, I can still be late because of various muni malfunctions. Just ranting, yes, I should just grow up and leave the house earlier so I wouldn't need to stress out if there's a delay in traffic... Haha, good luck with that, I'll just keep on ranting about it :)

Monday, November 19, 2012

Date Night!

Friday was definitely burn out, one of those days when you go home, curl up on the couch, and just stare up at the ceiling... for a long time. As Thanksgiving and christmas gets closer, work at the chocolate shop gets busier, and crazier.
Even though I am not working on Saturday, I could not sleep in. The Annual Anthropology Association annual meeting was commencing at downtown San Francisco, and it's just too great an opportunity to miss. When I was in school, academia has always been a serious career choice for me. I am a wonderful student, I love anthropology, and I see my professors as mentors and heroes. But I decided not to go back to school immediately because I want to experience life without school for once. 
Looking back, that dream of one day being an educator, maybe college professor seems so distant, yet endearing. And that emotion became the force that pulled me out of bed, got me on the bus, and journeyed to the AAA meeting. What an impressive sight! The hotel lobby was full of anthropologists! Every conference room has presentations and panels going on one after the other. I chose a couple to go to, ones about food, of course :) And I am glad that I still understand the concepts and theories. Later that day, Ming joined me, and we attended a couple of presentations about education and diversity. 
The experience of going to an AAA meeting was certainly great, but it doesn't answer any of my doubts and questions about my future. Do I want to go back to school? Is anthropology the best tool in solving social conflicts? Is there a line between academia and activism? If I can answer them right now, I wouldn't be a 24 year old fresh grad, would I? So after leaving the conference, I did what I always wanted to do as a kid: not go home :) Remember as a child, once you get to leave the house, for a day trip, run errands, anything, you just don't want to go back? Because it's boring back home! Now finally we are adults, and we can have it our way. We went to the movies! We took a walk in a park, and we went shopping. 
Let's take things easy.
Powerpoints, presentations, panels, all reminds me of school


Tuesday, November 13, 2012

There was wine, and there was pumpkin...

The whole point of writing this blog is to give family and friends t a brief update to my life in San Francisco. But then what if I myself don't really remember what really happened last week?!

Seriously my mind drew a complete blank,  partly because work was kicking in full gear, and Ming and I are still struggling to adjust our family and social lives alongside with it. And the other part was we celebrated two dear friends' birthday last weekend, one involved an elaborate wine tasting trip at apple hill. That party was yesterday, and afterwards we had to make a long drive home; then I proceeded to wake up at 6.30am this morning for an 8am dentist appointment. What was I thinking? So at this point my brain is pretty toasted I have to ask Ming what did we do last week.

One of the many Vineyards at apple hill

Our wine connoisseurs with fine taste
By the way, the dentist said I should get both my wisdom teeth removed soon :) Five years ago when I removed one wisdom tooth, that night I fell asleep curled up in my parents' bed with an ice pack on my cheek... I am not thrilled about this.

So Ming reminded me, there was a pumpkin, we got a pumpkin from our CSA box last week. Yay! But when it comes time to eating it, we then realized our eyes are way bigger than our stomaches. So throughout the week, we had pumpkin scones, pumpkin curry, and finally pumpkin chili. Fearing that Ming might turn yellow one day, I decided to pause the pumpkin menu for a while. And right now, the pumpkin chili lingers in our fridge like a halloween ghost.

And you know what? I think that was it, the things I prefer to remember from last week. I tend to keep my eyes forward, looking into the future, or more precisely, looking at things I don't have or want. So throughout the week, I was thinking of how can I improve at work, I was thinking of how can I meet new people and make friends, I was thinking of what housework I should be doing when I get home from work. And in the end, my plate was full but I'm empty, and tired. I think, I'll start eating what's on my plate now and enjoy it. Because it's too delicious a meal to miss out.

Tuesday, November 6, 2012

To the man in the Subway

Last Friday was not a good day...
Got up at seven to get ready for work, once I got on the light rail train (MUNI) the driver announced that the underground subway to downtown is shutdown. Frankly I have no idea how to get to work other than the subway, so I checked on the internet to see when it would resume. Once I started reading, my heart sank.
A man was walking in the subway tunnel and later fatally hit by a train.
No one knew who he was, and why he was walking in a subway tunnel. It's tragic news, and I would never remotely think anyone should leave the world this way. For the next hour and a half, I battled chaotic ground traffic with a herd of bewilder commuters, arrived to work an hour late, and barely had time to open the shop. My heart was heavy throughout the day, I kept checking the internet to see if they had more news about what actually happened that morning. If I was young, I might misunderstand my actions as being nosy. Now, I interpret that as finding closure. Sometimes we just want to know why, listen to the story, and let the matter rest. But no such closure can be found, so I kept praying all day.
Hey guy in the subway, although you caused me a lot of trouble this morning, I won't hold it against you. I hope you are in peace now, and on your way to your next journey.
After putting so much thought to life, love, happiness, and tragedies. The day was somewhat heavy, wistful, and exhausting. For the first time since working I felt burnt out, my head hurt, my eyes hurt, my whole body hurts! 
I thought this heaviness would be the general trend of the day, but life has plans... Finally when work was over, I sat at a food court to wait for Ming to pick me up to leave town for the weekend. A man approached me and said something like, you are very cute, what do you recommend to eat at this food court? That caught me completely by surprise, but as he was speaking I started to scramble for a graceful, kind, polite decline... as soon as I open my mouth, my phone rang. So I uttered the most efficient, blunt, snobby reply, "Sorry, my husband is calling." After this incident at the mall food court, I concluded my day, and my life, as ridiculous.

On a brighter note, spending the weekend in Tahoe was an amazing experience. The weather and natural scenery really reminded me of Saratoga Springs, and fall in upstate New York, not to mention how much I miss it. The leaves, the breeze, the food, the smells, the farmers market, and the beautiful pockets of nature in Saratoga Springs. Now I'm ready for another week :)












Monday, October 29, 2012

Meet the Parents!

Watching the news about Sandy sweeping New York, oh my! I hope my friends are all safe and prepared for all sudden situations that might happen in next couple of days.

This week was quite special for Ming and I, Ming's parents are visiting from North Carolina, and they are staying with us. Although both Ming and I needed to go to work during the day, it was certainly nice to come home and have dinner all together. Actually, I did see them during the day time, they gave me a surprise visit at work! And I was able to give them a Cocaobella Chocolates tour :)

They also had a swell time visiting baby Alex, and trying out new restaurants around our neighborhood. At first, I was worried because we didn't plan much special activities, but Ming reminded me normal family time is the best time. And I have to agree with him, most of our time spent together was cooking dinner together, chatting through dinner, and watching baseball in the evening. Everything being so easygoing and relaxing, we all have a great time getting to know each other. Ming's mom and I both enjoy gardening and like to try new recipes, Ming's dad and I have a habit of drinking tea in the morning, and Ming? I found out he was a really quiet baby back in the day :)

I've always wanted to have hotpot, but two people can't eat that many dishes... four is just right :) 

Monday, October 22, 2012

Things Not Going as Planned?

Last Wednesday was a big day, I've arranged an exterminator to take a look at our backyard, I'm so relieved that there's a chance that we can finally reclaim our vegetable garden:)
But then my manager also asked if I could come in early for work, of course I would love to help out if it's possible, so I told him I'll see what I can do. I got it all planned out. The exterminator was arranged to come at 10am, and that would give me plenty of time to get to work by 11.30, half an hour earlier than my original shift.
That day, I woke up early, put the bread dough I rose last night in the oven, did some cleaning, and even got extra time to get ready for work! I was putting my makeup on when the doorbell rang. I ran down, greeted the exterminator, and without a minute to loose I led him to the backyard.
Everything came crashing down when the exterminator closed the backyard door behind us and locked us both out.
All I have on my body was my clothes.
"Did you bring your phone?" I asked him.
"It's in my truck..."
Several things flashed through my brain and like a responsible, logical human being I began to panic. 1. bread in the oven, still baking. 2. work to go to. 3. No way of getting into my house or out of my backyard, or even call for help.
After climbing over my neighbor's fence and yelling at their window to see if they're home, I finally got the attention of a neighbor who came out to tend to her fruit trees. After learning my situation, she ran into the house to call a locksmith for me. And since we were two houses away from each other we could only exchange a conversation through yelling.
"The locksmith said he won't come unless you answer your phone."
"But I'm locked out! How can I get to my phone?"
"That's what I told him!"
20 minutes later
"The locksmith said he's at your front door but he won't open the door unless he sees you"
"If I can open the door and greet him, why would I need him here?"
"That's what I told him!"
By the time I was able to get back in the house, my bread was thoroughly burned, I was late for work, and the locksmith left me with a hefty bill and a bad scratch on my front gate. I didn't even have time to argue, I just sent to locksmith on his way and hurried to work. When I got on the bus, I realized in shock that I only applied half my make up on before all hell broke loose...
And the day has been uphill from that point.
We try to do things to make life better for our loved ones, but sometimes it just doesn't turn out the way we planned. That evening, Ming came home to a damaged gate, burnt bread, still sad-looking garden, and a bill from an overpriced locksmith. For me, I'm just glad he's back.
Home-made bread, one of a kind, with a super-smoky flavor, and hard as a rock! 

Monday, October 15, 2012

First week at work...

First week at work, so far so good. Of course, there are a couple things I wonder if I can keep up with, can I actually wake up 20 minutes early and put make up on everyday? As a sales associate, I think appearance is important. Might not be the key component in making a sale, but looking nice is certainly a plus. I remember reading the employee handbook at my first day of work and one sentence really caught my eye.
Here goes: All piercings and tattoos must be tasteful
I've heard that facial piercings and tattoos can hinder someone in finding a white collar job, in this particular case, I guess only ugly ones will pose as a threat :)

With no prior experience in retail, there's a whole operations part I need to learn. Hitting sales goals, checking merchandise, putting in special orders etc. But I love the people part! Meeting customers everyday, learning their needs and preferences, giving them suggestions and telling them stories... What attracted me to this company is their dedication in knowing the chocolatiers we work with. Although only a handful of them are physically close to us, we go out of our way to get to know all of them. We learn about stories from third generation cocoa bean growers in Mexico, a Chocolatier from Oakland California running a one-man operation, small chocolate shops in Belgium. These stories about chocolate just fascinates me and I can't wait to share with everyone who walks into the shop!
Apart from daily chores, there's fun things like messing with the display window :) 

Or participate in annual wine walks, have you ever paired chocolate with red wine? 


Apart from knowing the story, I mean I also need to know how these chocolates taste. And I take tasting chocolates very seriously, I try to taste at most 5 pieces a day. Sadly I keep exceeding this quota, and this is going to bite me at some point.
When I interviewed for the job, my prospective manager then told me. The chocolates we carry at this store have a shorter shelf life because it's made with less sugar. Many generic brands of chocolate bars use sugar as a stabilizer and preservative; so they pile sugar in their bars. "That's why we eat chocolates all day and we don't get fat!" I was like that's music to my ears. 
After a couple of days working and happily tasting all kinds of chocolates, I saw my manager bringing carrot sticks and oranges to work as snacks... I commented how healthy his habits are, and he casually remarked how much weight he gained after taking this job. Ahhhhhh! I knew it! 

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

I'm going to work tomorrow

I put a lot of thought to how should I write this post... Getting a job had been my goal for the last four years, now that I finally got one, the circumstances are so different from then it just doesn't make sense. Four years ago, I wanted a job in the US just to prove to myself and everyone that I can make it on my own away from home. Then in the middle of that I met Ming and got married, so it's not about flying solo anymore. The past and the present made me reflect honestly on myself and do myself a favor. To finally get some of those really simple lessons in life right is a good feeling.

Let's start it this way, in my experience destiny only hands me things I want, when I am ready for them.  When I started looking for a job in August, I did not have the right attitude. I was scared, impatient, not willing to put in the work because I'm not guaranteed any results. When I was in college, hard work guaranteed results, and I got spoiled. I was obsessed with following textbooks, so even when I started job hunting, I was in panic until Ming put a book in my hand, "Don't Send a Resume" a step-by-step book that helps you land a job.

Slowly, I wrote one letter after another, one resume after another, and I learned to be interviewed and also interview my prospective bosses. I learn something new through each process, and started to enjoy this quite a bit. But the attitude's still not right, like four years ago, I kept thinking getting the job is the end. This way of thinking actually affects how I talk to a prospective employer, it sends off a scent of desperation, and often I'll sell myself short because I was so eager to be employed. Then one day, I finally got it, and told myself what I have told others previously... life is a process! Enjoy the process when you can, because tomorrow it's going to be different! That day, I got a call from my current employer for an interview. 

For the next three months, I'll be working at a Chocolate store that specializes in high-end imported chocolates. I still want to work around food, but I wanted experience in a business environment which I have never worked at. Am I still nervous about my career choice? Of course I am! But then this time, I think destiny decided to give me a hand.

Recently I attended a friend's birthday party, his wife is a wonderful musician, and so are their friends. They organized a mini concert, and it was such a treat to see so much work and talent unfold in front of my eyes. When I was in school, a successful restauranteur told me, "Follow your bliss, and everything else will follow you." The musicians I saw that night are successful, they love what they do and their music touched people. And I will try my best to do the same, even though I'm not so sure what that is yet.
one of the bands that performed that night: the sexy librarians. I love their work, the music is corky, cute, and definitely special! 


Monday, October 1, 2012

Getting rid of rats from my garden...suggestions?

My mom is not going to like this post... I wonder if she would even visit us anymore. She is terrified of rodents: mice, rats, and even squirrels. Many years ago, when my parents were newlyweds, my mom fled after seeing a rat in their apartment. She refused to return unless my dad got rid of them. And my dad did, he used fried fish and traps. Later, they even adopted a cat.
Fast forward many years later, I can't believe I'm facing a similar problem.

A bit about out garden:
The garden is located at the sunset district of San Francisco, very close to the ocean. The natural soil is very sand-like, so the grass you see in the picture is not a natural occurrence. The place where we are having a rat problem is not here, but the two alleyways at both sides of our house, where there are two raised planters installed. A month ago I transplanted my darling seedlings into the South facing planter, and realized we were not alone.

This picture was taken 3 weeks ago, now almost all the leaves are gone, chomped off, eaten...

Until Ming saw the rats last week, I had been in denial, it has got to be bunnies or birds. Then I saw them with my own eyes, and I realized we have to do something. We researched online and asked around for advice and came up with 3 quicker solutions and 3 tougher ones.
Easy ones: spray chili water over the plants, spray fox/wolf urine around, and plant odorous plants around the garden,  such as garlic, onions, and chives, I read rats don't like mint either.
Tough solutions: traps, the ones that would kill the rat. humane traps, then release them as far away as possible, or, we can buy a motion sensing electronic owl that hoots... Since owls are a natural predator, rats would stay far away from the garden.

Progress: I am reluctant to put animal urine in the soil which I grow food, so I went with solution 1 and 2. So far it seems the chili water worked, the rats stopped eating my plants at the rate they did previously. As for growing odorous plants, I am not so sure if it worked. I mean, the rat snapped off the green shoot of a scallion but didn't eat it...  either way, both methods didn't stop them from frequenting my garden, and I certainly want them gone!

So it leaves us taking the rough route. Kill? I'm not sure if I want to do that. Trap? I don't want to put a rat in our car, and I certainly do not want to walk around with a rat in a cage. The electronic owl, read online reviews and it doesn't work that well with rats...

Suggestions?



Tuesday, September 25, 2012

A bit about my neighborhood

Speaking of adventures, I picked up running after a three month hiatus, and the running trial by our house is just too good to be true!

The price of not being persistent with training is pretty brutal, on my first run I could only jog in a pace that's a little faster than walking. But I'm not complaining, the scenery is so beautiful and peaceful, I was just glad I was there.
The lake you see on the left is Lake Merced. From the picture, you probably imagine it's an untouched piece of nature in San Francisco. Quite the contrary, Lake Merced suffered great environmental destruction when nearby golf courses took the runoff to water their lawns. As a result, the lake's water level depleted drastically.

The situation improved when the city changed legislations and started to protect the lake's water source. But it will take years for the lake to gradually fill up again.
I do feel sad whenever I hear stories of pollution or over-exploitation. The cost to repair those damages are just not worth the initial gains. But as I slowly jog along the trial, I bump into countless fellow runners, bikers, people taking a walk, walking their dogs too, and birds! There were so many birds chirping around the trees. I marvel how nature has a way of righting wrong things. And that makes me very hopeful.
I think we do need to change our lifestyles in order to live sustainably, but it doesn't mean giving everything up. Somehow, we can find a way to strike that balance.
Much easier said than done right? Ming and I have been trying to solve this rodent mystery in our garden. And finally half an hour ago, with the help of outdoor lamps and flash lights, Ming saw it... it was a BIG FAT RAT! It jumped up a foot tall concrete block with no difficulty at all. Yes, balance... I'm going to burn that garden first thing in the morning! Joking...
I'll figure something out :(


Monday, September 17, 2012

The end of summer: Canning Tomatoes :)

So life goes on... Just this past Sunday we had friends over for dinner, first time since we moved to our new home :) We cleaned, polished, shopped... did you know you can fix heat marks on a table with a steaming iron? And Ming made his beloved Jamaican Jerk Chicken and ribs. The evening flew by, we shared summer stories, unusual encounters, and washed our tasty dinner down with plenty of beer and wine. Of course, the evening cannot be complete without me passing out on the couch after our guests left. A great dinner party always brings me back other fond memories of eating with friends, I'm grateful for every one of these memories, and I wish we have many many more in the future.

A couple years ago when I decided to eat local and seasonal, one obvious ingredient I had to give up was tomatoes in the winter. That is a bummer because tomatoes are absolutely one of my favorite flavors; especially when I'm trying to be a vegetarian cook, tomato dishes became one of my biggest go-tos. I find them oddly flavorful and satisfying even without meat in them. Thus, the idea of canning tomato sauce came to my radar. I mean, it sounds so fun it's worth a try :)

My work station
Got them last week at the farmer's market with a discount (I love deals)  The farmer told me the long skinny ones are ideal for making sauce, because they're less watery and can act as a thickener 
Before skinning all the tomatoes, I saved seeds from a couple of them. All you need to do is cut them open, scoop the seeds out and put them in water for 3 days. The fermentation saves the seeds from deceases. Then you can just wash them, dry them, and store them. The tomatoes I have in my planters are seeds I saved last year from our landlord's garden, just saying, it works :)
 The first step in making sauce is skinning the tomatoes, plop them in boiling water for 30 seconds and dunk them in cold water. The tomato skins will come right off! Ming looked at me doing it for a while and asked, "Can I try?"




 Once all the tomatoes are 'naked,' then it's time to take the seeds and pulp away. The main goal of all this is to squeeze as much water out from the fruit as possible.
Quite the bloody mess I'll say



 Don't throw the tomato water away! It taste just as sweet, citricy, and intense as any good tomato tastes like. It's intant tomato stock, I boiled it a with bunch of soup vegetables and threw in some pasta, and a refreshing lunch is served!


Once the tomatoes are prepared everything else was a breeze. boil the tomatoes down in sauteed onions, garlic, basil; season the sauce with some salt and pepper, red wine? Put them in sanitized jars, oops, forgot to mention, I washed the jars in the dishwasher while I was doing the previous steps. Lastly put the sealed jars in a boiling water bath for 35 minutes.
Yay! After all that work, all I got was 6.5 jars?!
If anyone is interested in making and canning their own sauce, please don't use what I wrote as reference. We'll know in a couple weeks time if this project was successful or not. You'll find this website is much more helpful and informative: http://www.pickyourown.org/spaghettisauce.htm


Monday, September 10, 2012

Plants are my kind of pets :)

To my dear friends who are also looking for jobs, hang in there, better days are coming. The job search process is gradual and tedious, and the stress and anxiety comes and goes in waves. About once a week, I lay awake in bed half the night, only to doze into nightmares... apparently, nightmares are contagious. Ming woke up one day and said he dreamt of me frantically screaming at him, "I need money!" No financial woes intended, I just think it's funny.
I can't afford to feel crappy, there's food to be cooked, house to be cleaned, bills to pay, things to put away. If I feel crappy, not just the house, I'll be a mess! I will break-out, get muscle spasms, and loose sleep. We all have to stay positive somehow, stay busy, stay confident, and stay focused. How? whatever floats your boat. Before I knew, I keep going to my garden.
First thing in the morning, check the nursery 
Just this weekend, I was reminded that people have definitions to what pets are. At a urban chicken keeping workshop this past Saturday, I asked the awesome instructor, "Can we eat the chickens?" And he seemed a bit dismayed, "You have to decide if you want to keep them as pets, or livestock." Why can't I eat my pets, why is it okay to eat livestock? This is my logic: One day when I die and leave this world, I would wish to leave a nice inheritance for people I care for; and I think my chickens would wish to do the same, won't they? Most Americans might frown upon my fuzzy line between pet and food, so I chose a pet that is socially acceptable to eat :)
I started my garden because I want to grow my own food, and also I want to train myself for a career in urban farming in the future. But I did not expect growing plants would be such an intimate experience. Every morning I can't wait to get out of bed and go into the garden. I check how the seeds are sprouting, how small leaves turned into big leaves overnight, how vines are latching on the fence etc. It's amazing to see how vulnerable and strong seedlings are, when a seed decided to sprout, it is so tiny you have to squint and look real close to be sure if something is growing. But all they need is a bit of water, sun, and dirt, and they will grow, their roots will grab onto the soil, keep it moist, and they would branch out from there.
Planted a veggie garden last week, to realize rodents have access to it 
As soon as the seedlings were big enough I decided to transplant them into the raised beds. But I didn't expect company. Last week, after I planted half of my seedlings into a raised bed, all my lettuce leafs were eaten overnight :( Apparently, some mysterious creature like to pay us a visit at night. I was pretty upset, through friend's advices and help from Ming, we put chicken wire up to fence of the hungry predators.
The chicken wire fence is a temporary solution, once we know better what we're up against, we'll take more drastic actions 
The amazing part about the lettuce was, two days later, new baby leafs started growing out from the stem. It's like them telling me, they're okay, and they're staying with me. When I went out to check on the plants this afternoon, I touched the thriving tomato plant, and it left its fresh, spicy scent on my hand. I know plants don't make sounds, plants don't do tricks, but if you listen, they talk to you, send you energy, and they send you love. Can't wait for my first harvest :)
Speaking of pets, how can I not mention my lovely worms?! 
The worms have been settling for a couple of weeks, and they're doing great! Chomping away our kitchen scraps, and multiplying in numbers. Fyi, I learned something recently that might make my former housemates want to kill me... I am supposed to put 50% newspaper and 50%food scraps every time I feed the worm bin. That's why the worm bin constantly had an odor problem... Sorry girls.




Monday, September 3, 2012

Carrot tops and Patty Pan Squash

I write food stories, but I rarely get into the technical part, a.k.a recipes, procedures, or ingredient selection. Main reason being I don't think my food is good enough for people to make in their homes, and some of my approach is just simply, freaky. Then recently I realized, I cook for I am, and people cook because they are. There is always a story behind our cooking or taste, and we should be proud about it. So, no more feeling embarrassed about my spontaneous cooking. After all, give me a recipe, and I promise I'll screw it up but still make it taste great :) if not, I can give you a good laugh. Why are we giving so much credit to celebrity chefs when we are perfectly capable cooks? And why feel as if I've done something blasphemous because I substituted one ingredient for another? Whose fridge is so well-stocked anyways? Are you seriously going to buy a bag of pine nuts because one recipe calls for 3ounces? So this is it, the cooking of everything goes, zero food waste: when in doubt, add more stuff to it.
An omurice spinoff: the Japanese omurice is a chicken ketchup fried rice with a fluffy omelet on top
it's so much fun to make it http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a-GFimGcYJw
I made this a while back, fried rice is one of my go-to things if there are leftovers I need to finish off. Dice up whatever vegetable or meat you have, add overnight rice into a HOT oiled pan and work that spatula! (Reason for overnight rice is you want the rice on the dry side, wet rice tends to mush up) Use the spatula to crush, separate, and toss the rice until they're all evenly heated, then toss in everything else. Some salt, pepper, worchestire sauce, five spice, soy sauce, Jamaican jerk seasoning, hot sauce... really you can put anything you think that goes with it, I've done all those ingredients I just mentioned :)
I added carrot tops to my eggs because I happen to have them. Don't throw them away, they taste amazing. Carrot tops are very fibrous, so dice them up very small. They taste like a cross over between celery and parsley when cooked lightly, not as soapy as parsley though. They add an amazing crunch and freshness to your food, in this case, balances off the rich, gooey egg perfectly.

Four days ago, a tonne of leftovers barged into our lives. We got a huge selection of steak, grilled salmon, mashed potatoes, and patty pan squash. The food was prepared by a renowned restaurant in San Francisco, and like all restaurant foods, it was loaded with great spices, seasonings, and sides. For example, the salmon was served with a generous dash of pesto, fresh corn, and caramelized cherry tomatoes.

Side note: For health and environmental reasons, I have decided not to eat salmon. Farmed salmon has been reported containing high-levels toxins, including PCBs; also many salmon farms operate like large scale feedlots. Salmon are fishes that naturally swim long distances and feed on many small fishes to grow to adult size. Packing salmon in close quarters and stuffing them with fish meal, jeopardizes the fish's, the water, marine life, workers, and finally consumers' health. I'll post some information and tips on how to get sustainable seafood on the bottom of this post, small changes leads to big steps :)

But under the current circumstances, either I eat the salmon or throw it away. It looked delicious and I ate it without a second thought. The salmon was rich and creamy, and the sauce was sweet, crunchy, and refreshing. However, after the initial excitement, I got bored with the leftovers, and can't help but play with it. And then there were these patty pan squashes.

Often seen them in the farmer's market but never thought of buying them, they look like Halloween decorations more than food to me.
The restaurant did a great job just grilling them in salt and pepper. they were sweet, creamy, and crunchy. I never tried them and was pleasantly surprised. But we have 2 whole boxes of them, and we simply cannot eat all that. So the next day I stuffed them in the blender, and combined it with the salmon and served it with pasta. Not the most appetizing dish in presentation but it tasted good. Every bite was hearty salmon and pasta, with crunchy corn, tied together by the smooth squash puree that's sweet and savory.
Cooking is never boring, I know there are certain principles and ways to cook, but in between there's so many ingredients and variations where it is up to you.  And the best part is, everyday we get a clean start :) Happy cooking!
And Eating
Advice on sustainable seafood? Go slow, start small, don't get overwhelmed.
First get the Monterey Seafood Pocket guide

https://www.montereybayaquarium.org/cr/cr_seafoodwatch/download.aspx

if you're outside the US, WWF also provides seafood guides, and they BOTH have smartphone apps :)

http://wwf.panda.org/what_we_do/how_we_work/conservation/marine/sustainable_fishing/sustainable_seafood/seafood_guides/

If you're buying frozen seafood, look for this label.

This UK based organization certifies sustainable seafood farming practices 

There are no definite answers to many more specific questions, but eating small fish instead of larger ones, who have lived longer and bio-accumulated more toxins is obviously better for you. It is also better for the environment as fish stocks like anchovies, herrings, and sardines can be replenished faster. Look into the catching method too, if seafood such as shrimp, or scallops are trawled. They were harvested in the expense of the whole sea floor. If you apply the same concept on land, it's like setting the whole forrest on fire to hunt a couple of deers. Well... let's take depressing thoughts a bit at a time, I'll write more when the next opportunity arrives.



Monday, August 27, 2012

Finally a proud aunt :)

Last Friday, Ming's younger brother's first child, Alexander, is born. Not without a fight, mom was in labour for fifteen hours. But as she said herself, it was all worth it :)
Alexander 2.5 days old, ready to go home
Isn't he cute? We popped into the hospital on Saturday to see the sweet pea and his parents. Everyone was in good spirits albeit living on a very irregular schedule for the last two days. And I got to hold a new born first time ever! It's hard to describe, it's amazing how small and complete little Alexander is... small fingers, with nails, small ears, small knees... and proportionally, a HUGE head. He was sleeping most of the time and had no idea we were passing him around and talking to him to him all the time. Every time we switch him to another pair of arms, his head would bobble a bit, once we adjust him to a comfortable position, he goes immediately back to sleep. As aunt and uncle, Ming and I already have big plans for this kid. Of course, his parents are in charge of the discipline, rules, and schooling issues. And we'll take over the easy part, fun! We'll go to the beach, let him have cookies, ice cream, watch TV... I think Alexander and I would hit it off with no trouble at all :)
Many friends asked if Ming and I intend to have a child soon, let's clear the air here, not now. Especially after another weekend dedicated to putting the house together, I can't help but reminiscent how nice dating was. We travel, eat, hike, watch movies... I wouldn't want to change that lifestyle right away; not to mention my career aspirations. I'm quite content with spoiling our friends' kids and get use to the child vibe first. The child vibe is the aura of energy that children possess, I think it is something one has to take time to adapt to. One evening I was over at a friend's gathering where there were also several young children. They were running, climbing, screaming, jumping around the house like an explosion of energy. Naturally, I was nervous the whole time fearing for their safety, and the parents? They were cool as a cucumber! Casually eating and talking with each other, and between sips of beer they turn their head and said, "Kids, no climbing on the bike." I fully intend to be that kind of a cool mom someday, but for now, my first priority goes to getting rid of hungry gofers in my garden.

Monday, August 20, 2012

Living the Dream

I know I have been delaying the post about Recycling in San Francisco, but I thought it would tie in better with next week's post when my worm bin is fully set up. Yes! The worm bin is back with an amazing upgrade, so stay tuned :)
Last week, when I was volunteering at Hayes Valley Farm, a fellow volunteer recommended that I should watch Van Jones' TED Talk. I'm glad I did.

Van Jones is an activist dedicated to environmentalism and social justice. "Green Jobs" as he advocated, should be sustainable to the environment, and also able to lift people out of poverty. His main idea of his twelve minute talk was critiquing the idea of disposable. When we think things are disposable, we neglect to think who created them or where these things go after disposal; out of sight, out of mind. And often in this situation, the poor's livelihood, environment, and health are being exploited. For instance, poor people work in factories that create cheap plastic water bottles, and they also live next to the landfill where these bottles are buried. That was a simplified example to demonstrate a point, not a fact, but you get his idea; saving the environment and the struggle for social justice goes hand in hand.

12 minutes is only enough to explain a rough idea, but it is truly inspirational
http://www.ted.com/talks/van_jones_the_economic_injustice_of_plastic.html

As you can imagine, stars started shooting out of my eyes after I watched that video. I get excited and started babbling what I heard to Ming. He seemed genuinely interested and asked, "That's a great idea, but how do you implement it?" Do you have to rain on my parade like that? The same thing happened a couple of days ago when I was networking for green jobs, "I want to work for an organization where my strengths can address their needs." "What are your strengths?" Do you have to boomerang me like that? I thought what I said was very impressive already. I have much to learn and grow in every way, but not in dreaming. It is great to dream, of a better world, with better resource distribution, better governments, better education and understanding on differences...

Eventually, I answered Ming's question. "The least we could do is start on the small things, stop thinking that things are disposable. It's the small things that drive big changes right?" What a noble thing to say! Events that happened in the next 12 hours truly humbled me and made me realize what living a dream entails.

Our lamp broke. The screw that connects the metal base and the pipe snapped when Ming tried to move it in the afternoon. He bought the lamp years ago from Ikea and it has served him well. I looked at the lamp for two seconds thinking we can either donate it (would goodwill take that?) or recycle it. Ming however took the broken screw out and later that day went to the hardware store to find a replacement. It took a while, and because he could not find the right size of screws he had to file the new one down with a metal file on our balcony. But he fixed our lamp! And I all I did was stand aside and watch.

I rarely go into a hardware store, I have no idea there are so many different screws 

Throughout the day he proceeded to fix more things around the house, and we also moved furniture in and out of the car to take home, and I realized I'm pretty useless! In school I worked hard, I read a lot, I wrote many papers, and I used a lot of my time to think, what is my dream? And when it comes to living the dream, I'm back to where I started. I'm glad Ming knew how to fix that lamp and that we get to keep it. And I'm glad he showed me that having a dream doesn't mean you are living it. I'm not implying that I would start an apprenticeship with an electrician and learn how to fix things. But at least next time when something breaks, I would not think that disposing it is the first option. I think I would go ask someone whose handy on things for advice.




Monday, August 13, 2012

What started as job hunting...

I have always wanted a career; getting married did not change that plan. As Ming and I have some what moved into our new home, finding a job becomes the next thing on my list. I was getting a little bit fed up with summer vacation anyways, what started as "what a great opportunity to take a break!" turned dangerous. As days go by, I felt more and more reluctant to leave the house. I got better at housekeeping and home improvement chores; simultaneous, I got rusty with directions, social skills, and time management. Whenever I think of leaving the house to run some errands, images of me taking the bus in the wrong direction, getting incomplete information at a store because I was too timid to pursue the right answer looms over me like a nightmare. It hit me when the landlord dropped by the other day, but I forgot to address a number of issues with him because I was nervous. Ming was bewildered, "Nervous? You? You used to go to restaurants and ask random people to if they would like to be your research subject!" Yes, I used to, notice the past tense? That was when I figured, I need an attitude change and get some of that fire back.

I know what I am passionate about and what I want to pursue as a career. In college, I loved food cultures, and social justice issues, and that inspired me to look for a job related to food health, education, and community building. In the short term timeframe, securing that job is the end goal, and in the process I need to fix my attitude, build a network around the industry, and accumulate local knowledge. Volunteering for related organizations seemed the best way to start. I get to leave the house, meet people, and observe the dynamics of these organizations. I have a good idea where I want to start:

Hayes Valley Farm is an urban garden plopped in the middle of a busy city. Previously an abandoned freeway ramp, the local community took initiative and transformed that land into a productive farm. Hard to imagine this two acre farm operates solely on volunteers, but once you spend an afternoon there, you can feel there is something special about this small piece of nature.
Before: it's pretty much a dirt road

After: six people, two and a half hours, we added a raised bed and planted peppers, peas, eggplants, brocoli, beets, parsnips, and a bunch of flowers in that small strip of land
So my week goes on, I packaged pasta at the food bank, and played with children at the Urban Sprouts health awareness booth at the farmers market
For a while I feel like my old self again, involved, outgoing, and inspired by everything around me. But in the end, if I want to land a job, I still need to go home and do my homework. Take in all the advises people gave me, write down names, read up organizations, and look up on openings. And it's easy to be all overwhelmed again. I could sit and read "Don't send a Resume," or I can do something more radical. I call it shock therapy...
The Pho Garden food challenge: 2 pounds of noodles and 2 pounds of beef 
I've always wanted to do a food challenge, I will feel so special to have my picture on their wall. Well, my first and probably last food challenge ended in 15 minutes. When the food ceased to taste good, my motivation also died. Not the way I expected it to go, it wasn't that fun nor tasty. When Ming and I walked home with two full boxes of noodles, I told him why I always felt that eating was important. There was one episode I particularly remember from Power Rangers: they had to eat a whole table of food to save the world. In the end when they were about to give up, this wise old man appeared and said, "Eating is the easiest thing in the world, if you can't do that, what can you do?" (Parents pay attention to what your kids watch, they have a way of interpreting what they see) I guess subconsciously I really took that wise old man seriously. I mean when I was looking for a job, secretly I was hoping for a quick fix, maybe something really great would happen and I wouldn't need to do all that work? If I win that challenge, maybe I would be a better person, faster, smarter, certainly bigger... Well, in the end, I guess I learned my lesson. I can tell that wise old man from Power Rangers now, if you are a competitive eater and eating is your job, then it's not easy. It takes research, work, and a lot of training to be where they are, and same with me. If I want my dream job, then I better work hard to get it, and when that interview comes, I'll be ready. 

Saturday, August 4, 2012

'How's married life?'

Many friends have asked me, 'How's married life?' and I seem to have yet given them a good answer. I stumble and slur through it, 'it's okay, busy, trying to get things settled.' 
To sum up the past two and so months is near impossible. Especially since two weeks ago we moved into San Francisco, life became quite out of the norm thus hard to explain in one sentence. Although the house is not like a cardboard fortress anymore, there is work to be done. That's what our landlord said when he came over earlier this week to fix a clogged drain, 'You guys need to do a lot of work!' Thanks Bill, we know. 
Work means we have a find a place to put our things. This basic concept leads to a lot of buying, organizing, rearranging, and recycling. First we have to agree upon where to put all our existing furniture, and move them. Then, we need to agree on what additional furniture we should buy, then shop for it, and install it. We're still in the first two stages so I can't really tell you what the next step is... but I hope we get to live among our handy work, and slowly fine-tune everything. Last week, our main project was setting up the office. Ming needs a new desk, and I also want to work there. Hence, last Friday we journeyed to Ikea for two desks, or a desk for two. Walked in at 6:30pm, got out at 9, and we got the bloody desk! One that fits the room, accommodates Ming's two huge monitors, and long enough so a filing cabinet can fit between the two of us. Great! Then the next day we start all over again to hunt for a filing cabinet :) But it all pays off, because now we can put away all the bills, papers, letters that has been scattered all over the kitchen counter and coffee table. And we can type and write on a desk. Actually, I also eat at the desk when Ming's not around, it's quite a step-up. I mean, when we first moved in, we ate standing at the kitchen counter. A week later, after I washed and dried all the couch's cushion coats, we got to sit on the couch and eat at the coffee table. Now when I get to eat sitting upright on an office desk, I really do not take that for granted. 
So that was the office, next would be the yard. Ming's excited about getting a lawn mower, and I'm looking forward to uprooting this dead tree by the fence so we can compost it. 
Speaking of compost, San Francisco does a great job composting and recycling city waste. Ming's more interested in the recycling realm, and I in composting. And we already have quite a number of stories about learning and using their facilities. Maybe I'll write about it in our next post.
So, how's married life? It's a lot of fun! I mean, you're hanging with a person that you get along with all time. You even get to argue about who has the worse vision as soon as you wake up in the morning. 
E- 'Without contacts or glasses I'm totally blind. Because of stigmatism, everything's blurred and fuzzy.' 
M- 'I know, I have that too.'
E- 'I mean, someone can see far ahead but can't read books from a close distance, or vice versa. But I can do neither.'
M- 'Dude, I know, my vision's really bad.'
E- 'Really? I mean, right now I look, and I cannot see the shapes of the ornaments on top of the dresser.'
M- 'Well, I can't see the ridges on the door at all, it's just one big glob of white to me.'
E- 'Wow, your eyes are really bad...'
 
Or take pictures of the other person when they look like a total alien because they have hydration pads on 





Saturday, July 28, 2012

Moving... facing high-class problems

Honestly, I love Ming's apartment in Foster City, it is after all the first place we lived together as a couple. So even though it was clearly too small for two, and it caused massive inconvenience to our lives, I have many fond memories. There was one time we cooked and ate around sixty dumplings in one sitting, and another time we had to sleep on the couch for half the night because we forgot to put our sheets in the dryer. Most of these stories I keep to myself, they're pretty mundane, even to Ming. But they float my boat, keeps me happy and grateful when life isn't at its best.
So when is life not at its best? Ming often like to use the phrase 'High-class problems,' we have nothing we deserve to complain seriously about. But moving is not exactly like hiking up granite peak in Tahoe or eating brunch with friends on a lazy Sunday. We are very excited about moving. The house is ideal, it is five minutes away from the muni stop, fully remodeled, with a charming backyard. Ming's six months of apartment hunting truly paid off. After negotiating with the landlord, we got the apartment by agreeing to move in early. So before we knew it, we were moving in ten days.
Random pictures from the old apartment: studying before my written test at the DMV :)

Sprouting tomato seeds at the balcony

Two days before the designated move, Ming and I transported fragile objects by ourselves,such as, vases, silk lamp shades, and paintings. We also took the opportunity to decide where we would put our furniture in the new house. Well, after two hours of talking, measuring, and discussing, the 'ideal' house isn't that ideal after all. When most of Ming's furniture was bought tailored to his old apartment, a lot of the dimensions, and setup of his furniture simply doesn't fit the house. The couch was too big for the media room, and there's no way all three of his dressers can fit in the master bedroom. So we spent hours looking at an empty house, visualizing how things would look in our heads and throw out suggestions. I really don't know how effective that conversation was, my head was blurry from exhaustion and it requires a lot imagination to decide if an arrangement fits your lifestyle and routine. I really hoped Ming had a better idea of what we were talking about. We made a rough plan of where things were going to go, and the next morning at 8 am, the movers are here!
As promised they came with boxes of different sizes, a lot of packaging paper, tape, and an experienced routine. As fast as the movers were, I underestimated the storing capacity of Ming's apartment, when everything was packed up and ready, it was well past noon. I realized although I have moved myself a handful of times, I only have four years worth of stuff. Compared to Ming, he has furniture, years of documents and paperwork, a full kitchen etc. When all the boxes arrived at the house, I was still in awe. How long would it take to unpack?
There was no way around it, one box at a time, I guess. I started with the kitchen, when it was done, half the kitchen cabinets were still empty. I remember when we were living in Ming's apartment, his kitchen was small, and I had ambitious dreams for our future big kitchen. I was going to get the KitchenAid station mixer, a rice cooker, a crock pot... and a long bucket list of things. But after three days of packing and unpacking I put all these ambitions on hold. If moving one one-bedroom-apartment can cause such havoc, what would a full house do? It's really ironic and a classic example of high-class problems. I have always dreamt of having a big kitchen, and when the big kitchen comes, I'm so scared I would clutter it up, I'm reluctant in putting it to full use. I'm sure this doubt would pass quickly though.
There is one sad thing about this move, my pumpkins didn't make it. They were weak and sick from powdery mildew, further stress on moving to a new climate was all it took to wipe them out. At least they made it to our final destination, where I shall happily settle down for a long time; tomorrow, I'll compost them in our new yard, and they will nourish the new Californian native plants garden. And the cycle of life goes on.


Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Finding a place to live - part 1

When Ming proposed in October last year, we have absolutely no housing plans. That wasn't our priority; we dived right into planning the wedding because the guest situation was... complicated. Back then my friends and I would be leaving college in May, so in order to make it possible for them to attend, the wedding needs to be held in within six months, and near Saratoga Springs. But then most of Ming's friends were living in California. And to justify all the time and money they put into attending this East coast wedding, the wedding better be a really enjoyable experience. So Ming and I based the wedding from a weekend-getaway destination wedding concept. We will host our guests for the whole wedding weekend, all food and activities included. It shall be fun, relaxing, entertaining, and all-age-friendly! We definitely started out with the best intentions, and a lot of ambition. The planning and execution of the wedding will be a very fun story to tell, I'll get to that in the future.
With the help of our beloved family, friends, and many smart, talented people, we had a heck of a weekend to remember :)

But, the point was that we did not have much free time nor energy to find a new home to move into after the wedding. Ming had to work, I was going to school; he was travelling on business a lot, and I was living in New York. So although Ming had started looking for potential homes since December, we still did not have a lease signed by May. So after our honeymoon, I moved into his place. A one bedroom apartment with simple taste. I'm sure there are many sayings out there that describes how a home expresses one's character. Ming's character is anything but simple, his apartment is the result of two conflicting personalities constantly in battle: if I can get by without it, then I'll not get it, fighting against, if I'm going to get it, then it needs to be perfect. Thus, when we shop, he would repeatedly ask me the same question, "Do you love it?" and I would always answer, "I don't know, I get it, I learn to live with it, then I'll love it."

I'm too impatient for perfection, nothing's perfect anyways, just keep moving and love would grow and hit you in the face. Come to think of it, that's similar to how we started dating and fall in love, but for now, back to the tale of us finding a place.

Ming's place is a one-bedroom apartment, and it's half an hour from San Francisco. We wanted to move back into the city, and we also need a bigger place. Hence, we spent most of our free time and precious weekends apartment hunting! Apartment hunting is comprised by passive prep work, and actively looking at actual properties.
The passive work
Elaine, 'Hey, I sent you a schedule of apartment showings with their information'
Ming, 'Thanks, I didn't get the attachment, where's the excel file?'
Elaine, 'I sent you a picture, in a text message.'
Ming, 'Omg! That's old skul...'

Looking at properties was fun at first, then at some point it gets frustrating. Especially, when we were viewing three to four houses or apartments in one day, in the end it was hard to remember which was which.  Through our mistakes, we learned fast. We started bringing measuring tape to apartment showings, we took pictures, and mapped floor plans (Thank you Anthropology fieldwork training!). But we would still miss some crucial details, "Was the closet on the left or right side of the room? And was it a standard door or does it slide open?" So then after all these apartment showings, we would discuss for hours, about how practical the property fits our needs and likings. The discussions were excruciating, they involved quizzing one's memory, interrogating one's lifestyle (Ming asks, 'Tell me, do you really want a garden.', and confessions (Elaine says, 'If I can see the TV while I'm cooking, that's a great bonus.').
Despite my impatient character, the one thing that kept me from caving in and renting a not-so-awesome home, is not quite Ming's perfectionist character; but the ridiculous price of San Francisco rent! (I mean, I refuse to break the bank for a crappy apartment) That said, I'm glad a while ago, we found a lovely place and quickly sealed the deal with the landlord. We'll move in soon and begin another adventure, can't wait!
It's not always all work and no play in apartment hunting. If we didn't have showings scheduled, we do fun things. 
Taken at Sutro Heights a couple of weeks ago in San Francisco :)