THE BOLD ITALIC (SAN FRANCISCO) -- I still remember the first time I saw my neighborhood. It was the fall of 1998, and I’d just moved here from Los Altos to attend San Francisco State. My roommate, Rachelle, had lived in San Francisco for two years already and knew where to go and what to see.
One day, we decided to explore the city. In the car, she said, “I have to bring you to this cafe in the Richmond. They have the best raspberry rings.” A raspberry ring, I learned, is a pastry stuffed with raspberry preserves. Apparently, I hadn’t lived until I tried one.