Where not to walk/ Hiatus announcement

Two years back, I tripped at the top of Portola and tore a tendon in my right ankle. I had two sales jobs and no insurance, so I (stupidly) stayed on it, cycling through “I feel okay” and “compression boot time” until finally entering physical therapy last year. Part of my treatment were the ugliest orthopedic shoes you’ve ever seen, which I was told to literally never take off. They match nothing I own and can take a 10 outfit right down to a 4.

My leg started being obedient enough for me to quit PT, but I kept the shoes because they really did seem to be helping. (I eventually blew out my arch completely, and the sturdiness of the shoes’ soles reshaped them.) They are starting to show their age, though, and while it hasn’t been addressed directly, I’m positive they’re losing me interviews. I hate having people make exceptions for me, even for dress code: it makes me more nervous in an atmosphere that already puts me on edge.

So I spent a decent chunk of change at the Doc Martens on Haight, positive my cute new leather shoes would help me score at an interview the next day. And I bet they would have, too… if I hadn’t slipped, stumbled into a planter, and broken my left ankle within a few steps of the company HQ. (There were tears, and mostly not from pain. Also the job looks terrible, so no loss there.)

I’m sorry, guys: one leg is totally blown out and the other operates at 75% on a good day. I am fairly immobile through early November… but you can bet that when I do get outside, I will tell you allllll about it.





…did some of you preemptively check my page this morning?

  1. I am extremely flattered. Thank you!
  2. There is a post in the works, probably for later tonight.
  3. Are any of you local?…

As I’ve mentioned, I am allergic to damn near everything. While I did go out today (bae and I both just got new jobs!), we wound up getting sushi again and I ordered the same dish I had for my birthday, but from a different location.* It is generally the only palatable egg and soy free Japanese option, and, given my other limitations, it’s one of the easiest things to order from a restaurant. Needless to say, my eating-out life is rare at worst and repetitive at best.

If you are a local blogger who can eat freely and/or wants to contribute, please contact me. I’d love a hobby-partner, if you will, and San Francisco deserves a better variety of recommendations for sure. (If you’re a nonlocal blogger who would like a nod in Weekends In, contact me too! I’d love to hear from you!)

Blushingly yours,


*Yuyu Sushi, Sloat and 36thish. I’d say Fuji (which is temporarily closed) has far above average variety; Yuyu easily has them matched in quality and service, at much better prices.