Monday, September 17, 2012
Monday, September 10, 2012
My dad took my brother and I to this game. I remember hearing it. It was just as epic then and in one quick missive, Coach Wyche summed up what it means to be a Cincinnatian... not being a Clevelander. Go Bengals.
Wednesday, September 05, 2012
An invite to the Strawberry bluegrass music festival in Yosemite Nation Park (and quick return visit to SF with new friends) turned out to be the perfect end to the summer of 2012. Before you die, be sure to see one of these national parks, whether Yosemite, Yellowstone or the Great Smokey Mountains. And then die… happy.
Golden Coffee Around 14 years ago, while interning at a SF design studio, I used to come to this simple chinese run greasy spoon to get away from my 3 other roommates (in a one bedroom flat). This was my quiet study to read and eat breakfast. I was very happy to find it hasn't changed.
SFO San Francisco airport provisions.
CVG Cincinnati airport provisions.