Home + Design
It's been a little while since I've sat down to a good ol' Flipping Out marathon. I've got so many questions — namely, is he still going all sorts of crazy on anyone and everyone? Is Jenni still in the picture, or is she finally fulfilling her destiny as a professional Julia Louis-Dreyfus impersonator? Is Zoila still giving Jeff the much-needed side eye on a regular basis?
On a cool and cloudy weekend it's not fun digging for treasure in a drafty, old house. When the weather is this way, I head to places like Harrington Galleries in the Mission. You can shop the goods of several estate sales in one sheltered spot. Fiona O'Connor Devereux, whose parents opened Harringtons 40 years ago, has brought a new attitude to the establishment. She liquidates small estates (condos and houses that are too small to host a traditional estate sale) and the households of families who aren't interested in a free-for-all in a private home
While it's true I like cooking, what I really love is cookware. Whereas a recipe (not to mention my kitchen skills) has been known to let me down, a weathered wooden spoon or vintage Dansk pot never does. And both look just as good today as they did when they were made — try saying that about a meal.
So when I heard of a spot in the Mission that carries a brilliant mix of vintage and new cooking items, I had to check it out.
I was never really into dinner theater. One of my best friends played an Oscar-worthy Maria in Joey and Maria’s Wedding in San Diego, but like many real weddings, the food took a back seat to the cheating cousins, tipsy bridesmaids and mouthy mothers-in-law.
I attended a different type of dinnertime drama this weekend when I went to Una Pizza Napoletana.
My latest fantasy home is a brand-new LEED-certified, 3-story townhouse tucked in the woods of the Presidio with 3 bedrooms, a garage and a heated roofdeck.
According to my Army doctor brother, being stationed in San Francisco at the Presidio—an option that was still available until the '90s—would be a dream assignment. And after touring Presidio Landmark, an adaptive restoration of the old U.S. Marine Hospital into luxury residential rentals, I can see what he means.
The estate sale this weekend at the old SFFD station on 117 Broad Street is filled with so many rare, valuable, historic and downright kooky collectibles, it will light a fire under your feet. Use that motivation to hot-foot it to this sale, because it's a can't-miss opportunity for people who want to own a bit of San Francisco history—or just something that's truly unique.
I was at a holiday party last week and in attendance were a large number of 20-something males. More than a few asked me what my plans were for the new year and I must admit I was expecting an eye roll or two when I told them that I'd be blogging for a home and design magazine. Shame on me! Not only did I get a good response and earnest questions of interest, one young professional whipped out his cell phone and showed me an image of a new coffee table that he thought was "the bomb."
I'll be the first to admit that the internet has ruined me for shopping in the real world. Online I can compare prices, see what's in stock, and don't have to worry about schlepping all those bags home afterwards. It's perfection. The one thing that keeps me tethered to real-deal, leave-the-house shopping, however, is the thrill of a good flea market. Alameda, Candlestick —these places offer unique pieces that can be terribly hard to find (particularly at a reasonable price) online. But now, thanks to the recent crop of local, independent furniture dealers popping up on the web, even the fleas are getting some stiff competition. At the moment, I'm particularly crazy about the selection of crave-worthy furniture at MidCentury Modern Finds.
Telegraph Hill is covered with quirky shingle houses and beautiful gardens. Because it was inaccessible, it's where the poor, the artistic, the writers, lived. Not any more.