Our second stop for Nina’s birthday dinner is a possibly overrated and definitely overcrowded bakery in the Mission. It’s a chilly Sunday twilight though, so we manage to find sitting at a communal table for all six of us together. Somebody mentions this new chocolate place in Palo Alto. Somebody mentions that new mac-n-cheese place in Oakland. St John speculates that with this trend for highly specialized places, soon there will be a place that serves Continue reading “Mac-n-Cheese”
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Being Seen
In the past few days, I’ve been wondering if all the leadership and connection challenges in several areas of my life are worth the effort. That’s a lot: being strong and flexible, understanding and vulnerable yet grounded, supportive yet trusting; setting the clearest expectations possible and welcoming the reality possibly richer than the expectations; caring enough to connect and inspire yet not so much as to despair. That’s a lot, and much of that feels like a foreign language. Continue reading “Being Seen”
The Beginning of Tango
It all began when Bill went to Iraq. Bill was tall, young, smart, handsome, recently single, and down-to-earth – for a software engineer anyway. I don’t recall Bill ever going to those video game parties the other guys were so fond of.
At Karen’s ballroom dance class in College Park, a girl introduced herself to Bill: “My name is Honey. As something sweet.” Bill responded: Continue reading “The Beginning of Tango”
Love letters understated 