Hi Ho the traumatized life! (Some birthday gifts from me to you)

In 1967, a couple of guys named Holmes and Rahe listed life’s most traumatic events, and four of the top ten happened to me when I moved here. Even though some were my choice, it... Read More

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My love sonnet to San Francisco winter (and the not-so-secret garden)

By Evalyn Baron

In homage to San Francisco winter 2014, I needed to sonnet-ize: It’s all too true: into my brain did float Small-minded thoughts, as winter’s snowy ice Did frost the East, I co... Read More

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Letting it be: A Valentine suited to San Francisco

By Evalyn Baron

“Y’know, you really should stop calling him that,” Esther said. That was all I needed. Already stressed about this new relationship, I didn’t need to be yel... Read More

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Unfit for fitness?

By Evalyn Baron

I hate starting out a new year with a kvetch. I love loving this town. Its kindness, its open-mindedness. But my first 2014 column is a sort of protest about what recently happened... Read More

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Giving ourselves the gift of San Francisco this Christmas

By Evalyn Baron

So as another year ends , I’m shocked we’ve lived here three years already! It’s either street physics that the older we get, the more quickly time passes, becaus... Read More

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Glitter and be … stupid?

By Evalyn Baron

In Leonard Bernstein’s 1956 musical of Voltaire’s Candide, the foolish Cunégonde sings from the top of her soprano range, “Glitter and Be Gay,” about how ... Read More

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The California Academy of Sciences museum: A curmudgeon’s view

By Evalyn Baron

Peter and I never met a museum we didn’t like. We had memberships to all of them in New York City, so, of course, when we moved to San Francisco, we joined as many as we coul... Read More

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I sing the buses electric!

By Evalyn Baron

I am not an amusement park ride kind of gal. Even the Mad Hatter’s Tea Cup ride at Disney World makes me nauseated. Roller coasters, parachute jumps and Haunted Mansion eleva... Read More

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One person’s trash is another’s portable dishwasher

By Evalyn Baron

I’ve been strolling the neighborhood lately, humming (to the tune of “June is Bustin’ Out All Over”): Summer’s bustin’ out all over, All over th... Read More

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Just singin’ and dancin’ in the fog

By Evalyn Baron

We are a musical theater family. With the show biz history filling our Victorian, you’d think that it would be doing the time step on its foundation. I’ve performed in ... Read More

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My birthday, now and Zen

By Evalyn Baron

I’m not sure how entertaining a TV episode this would make, but to celebrate my recent birthday, our little modern family did do something oddly madcap, very Left Coast, some mig... Read More

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The good, the bad and the mindful

By Evalyn Baron

Some people lose hearts here, but recently, I found my mind. Can you hear Tony Bennett crooning that as you read? I discovered it in a small room on Divisadero Street. I completed ... Read More

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San Francisco world

By Evalyn Baron

To celebrate our anniversary, my husband, Peter, surprised me with a fun nighttime cruise around San Francisco Bay. Dining under the shadowy Golden Gate Bridge, then dancing while ... Read More

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Happily ever after

Forever Friends

By Evalyn Baron

Smashing all precedent, I kept a secret and managed to produce a January surprise party for my husband’s 40th birthday. The friend who facilitated that surprise is the man wh... Read More

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For better or for better: A San Francisco genesis

By Evalyn Baron

Here’s a dog story, San Francisco, but not a shaggy one, I hope – though it may be a bit long, this punch line has a point. My 13-year-old dachshund Sally was paralyzed... Read More

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