back, and back to work

I'm back...writing from work.

San Francisco is doing her best flirting with me now...it's sunny and I just bought prickly pears from Yerena. I got a ride from a friend last night and seeing the FH people wandering in at six thirty this morning was like getting back to my kitchen family.

But what I wanted to say is this: I love New York. Again.

{I never thought that I would. I'll tell you why, and what I ate, later.}