It’s been a long time since my brief stint as a Brooklyn cheesemonger, but my love for all things cheese both predates that adventure and has outlived it. Since moving to Los Angeles I’ve been hopping the craft cheese counters across town, sharing my tyrophilia with a whole new community of people. Everyone brings what they’ve got to the table, and our tasting excursions have led me to a few new cheese affairs of my own. I wrote about it all for the ever lovely Wine4Food.Read More
I’ve been writing about Pele ever since I first met her on the Big Island of Hawaii in 2009, but I certainly never thought that pieces of that writing would one day appear in a scholarly textbook. Although what made it into print was only an excerpt of the full essay that was accepted by the editors, here it is; my essay “Pele Says Hello” was published in this reference handbook on natural disasters.Read More
I was excited to write this personal essay for Make Change, a publication from Aspiration that explores the intersection between money and mission. Membership may seem like an easy way to connect and build community, but it ain’t always necessarily so.Read More
Confession: I have written throwaway posts. Sometimes, realizing I haven’t blogged in a while and thinking that posting something is better than months of radio silence, I write a blog that I’m not particularly proud of and publish it anyway. It’s not that there’s anything wrong with these posts, I don’t know that they’re necessarily bad, but they are uninspired. They are uncreative, and perhaps, even probably, they are uninteresting.Read More
Athleta Magazine is a biannual magazine printed in Verona, Italy all about sports, culture, and art. For the magazine's third issue, I collaborated with photographer Alessandro Simonetti on He's Got Hands, an essay about handball as the democratization of sport on the streets of New York. In photos and in words (printed in English and translated into Italian) we crafted a snapshot of handball at the legendary West 4th Street Cage.Read More
One of the most frustrating things about networking is figuring out how to do it when you’re just not in the mood. You’ve had a bad day or a whirlwind week, or you’re feeling any kind of down on yourself—lost, confused, conflicted, unsure, nervous, anxious, depressed. In those moments, the last thing I want to do is show up to that networking happy hour and schmooze, or, worse, make it to that one-on-one coffee catch up.
Sometimes those negative feelings are tied to a specific business or career result—you lost out on a project to a competitor or you didn't land that job you'd been interviewing for. Sometimes the source is less tangible—not enough sleep, turbulent times of year, troubles in your personal life seeping into your professional life. No matter how you get there, once you're caught up in that spiral of bad feelings, it can be tough to drag yourself out.Read More
For as long as I have been working, I have been repulsed by the kind of networking that demands a scoreboard. What can you do for me and what can I do for you and then we go our separate ways. Maybe if I do a favor for that person, that person will help me with this business I've been working on. Or the other way around. It feels manipulative because it is manipulative.
But even though the concept itself wasn't new, the founder's presentation on being giving clicked for me in a way it never had before. It could have been because I was still under the spell of that new year, new me magic, or maybe my first vacation in five years at the beginning of January really did rewire my brain. Whatever the instigating reason, I've been able to spend 2018 so far approaching my business in an entirely new way.
How much can I possibly give away?Read More