I’m not a huge fan of meat; not for any particular reason. Large chunks of meat make me noxious and I don’t really care for the taste, so it’s not typically a part of my diet.

That being said, I’m lucky enough to have a husband who is willing to go along with my food preferences, so for the past 3 years, we’ve eaten vegetarian at home just because. If we’re eating out, meat finds its way into our dish (we usually share) about 1/2 the time.

More recently however, Vince has been engaging me in conversations about the ethical side of eating meat. Specifically, should we be eating animals who are self-aware? Would you eat a dolphin or an elephant? If you revolt at that thought, should you really be eating a cow? What’s the difference?

The conversation is just beginning for us but I have a feeling there will be more to come.

Yes ma, I’m standing on the table. Don’t be mad; I cleaned it afterward. Promise.

Feet Portraits
My Feet series will introduce you to the places my feet go and other feet they meet. Some people take pictures of food. I take pictures of feet. There’s more to come. Enjoy.

Feet Portraits
My Feet series will introduce you to the places my feet go and other feet they meet. Some people take pictures of food. I take pictures of feet. There’s more to come. Enjoy.

At a warm afternoon wedding in Sebastopol, California

Inside the infamous The American Grilled Cheese Kitchen

Bringing back memories of my Caltrain commute. Waiting on a southbound train.

I love to travel.

Feet at Jamaica Station, the largest transit hub on Long Island and one of the busiest railroad stations in the country with over 200,000 daily passengers

My dad spent a decent portion of his career traveling to interesting places. At the end of every one of his trips, my brother and I would wait with gleeful anticipation to see what exciting souvenir he had brought home for us.

Night at Madison Square Garden, above Penn Station in NYC

Because of that, it’s no surprise that my dream is to live on a different continent in a country that doesn’t speak English at some point in my life. Until then, I’ll give you feet pictures from my domestic travels.

Feet taking a break in Maryland.

Feet Portraits
My Feet series will introduce you to the places my feet go and other feet they meet. Some people take pictures of food. I take pictures of feet. There’s more to come. Enjoy.

Arriving in NYC, leaving JFK.

Feet Portraits
My Feet series will introduce you to the places my feet go and other feet they meet. Some people take pictures of food. I take pictures of feet. There’s more to come. Enjoy.

Feet Portraits
My Feet series will introduce you to the places my feet go and other feet they meet. Some people take pictures of food. I take pictures of feet. There’s more to come. Enjoy.

Trapped on the 29th floor with Typography Sketchbook. Not bad.

Feet Portraits
My Feet series will introduce you to the places my feet go and other feet they meet. Some people take pictures of food. I take pictures of feet. There’s more to come. Enjoy.

Waiting on a burrito at Puerto Alegre in the Mission.

We spent most of last week on the east coast with my husband’s family. We hadn’t seen them since December last year, so it was fun to catch up and spend time playing with our adorable niece and nephews. My sister-in-law is a phenomenal photographer (check out her work here) so it’s no surprise that we’ve got great photos from the trip.

Photo Credit: Patch36

I’m sure it’s no coincidence that I’ve got more than one photo against a blue background, since it happens to be one of my favorite colors. There isn’t much that doesn’t look good against blue.

Feet On the Hudson River Ferry from NYC to New Jersey

While most of our week was split between New Jersey, Maryland, and Pennsylvania, it was fun spend a few hours in NYC and even meet up with a friend. I also realized that while I love the quaint, laid-back vibe of San Francisco, I also kind of love the gritty, fast-paced thrill that is New York City.

Feet on the Porch. San Francisco feet enjoy 90+ °F temperatures. No seriously

As you may have guessed, there’s more feet to come. I enjoy giving context and meaning to all of my feet photos, but there may need to be a feet dump soon. You won’t mind, right?

Feet Portraits
My Feet series will introduce you to the places my feet go and other feet they meet. Some people take pictures of food. I take pictures of feet. There’s more to come. Enjoy.

I love public transportation. Yes it’s dirty and unreliable, but the true gems of public transit are the people. Recently, I started cataloguing some of the amazing things I overhear. Its fun already, isn’t it?

As I sat in the (very public) Minneapolis-St Paul airport waiting on a flight to LA, I felt like there couldn’t be a more appropriate place to post my third installment of Things I Hear on Muni. Unfortunately, the free wifi didn’t agree.

“I’m gon’ make me some key earrings!” exclaimed a woman who gleefully discovered a set of lost keys.