Leaving home is a bittersweet thing. I love Northern California: boiling summers in Sacramento, playing the tourist in San Francisco, living down the street from the most famous start-up Internet companies in the world. Yet I'm looking forward to...
Contrary to popular belief, I'm not French. Not a splash of that cheese-loving, surrender-monkey French blood in my body, yet I'm as Francophile as they come.
In case you were wondering why this German-Italian-Irish-Polish melting pot shunned her...