San Francisco.

From a couple of days in San Francisco for sweet and sour soup and research prototype testing. A late flight back, engrossed in a book.

Memorial Day.

From Memorial Day. A walk to the parade, a tiny girl on her dad's shoulders. An afternoon for naps and books. Barbecues by day and night, with watermelon piled high. Lucky to call this place home, and to know men and women who have sacrificed much in its name.


Japan, Part 2.

 ^^from our gorgeous hotel in Hakone.^^
 ^^a traditional Japanese tea ceremony.^^
^^and a tour of the grounds at the tea museum in Shizuoka.^^ 
 ^^a tour of a bonito plant.^^
 ^^our hotel in Yaizu, with the most gorgeous view of Sugura Bay.^^
^^our charter bus for the week (utilizing every spare minute for presentation and discussion).^^
 ^^hotel room in Hakone, which may be the nicest room I ever stay in (that tub!).^^
 ^^raw fish. every meal.^^
 ^^our group on the last day.^^
^^and the trip back, during which I slept for almost 14 hours.^^


Japan, Part 1.

I traveled to Japan for work last week - myself, a couple of colleagues and some dietitians and chefs. We were there to talk about amino acids, the role of glutamate in the diet, and how it can be used to improve health outcomes. All peppered with once-in-a-lifetime experiences: 
 ^^food science with pandas.^^
 ^^a few mystery meals (can still only identify about 30% of the foods shown here).^^
 ^^Asakusa, which is the home of a temple built in the 7th century.^^
 ^^runs around the Imperial Palace.^^
 ^^Tsukiji Market, where you can find stalls and stalls of wholesale and (alarmingly) fresh seafood.^^
 ^^a sushi making class. you guys, I made this, and most of it looks presentable.^^
 ^^downtown Tokyo, where we wandered and ate on our first night.^^
^^more from runs around the Palace.^^
 ^^more from Asakusa.^^
 ^^a rickshaw ride with the happiest man on the planet.^^
^^and okonomiyaki (my favorite meal) by boat around Tokyo Bay.^^

Hugo turns 4.


You turned four years old last week. I was traveling, and missed waking you up to balloons and a song. We made up for it with an Avengers cake, a breakfast date, a trip to the toy store. You asked me not to go to "The New York City", and this week, I agreed. You're growing too fast these days.

I am so proud of the little person you're becoming: kind, patient, selfless. Tonight you stepped out on the back deck in underwear and rain boots and yelled, "woohoo!" at the top of your lungs. You are full of curiosity and life. You live in your own world, and I hope you bring some of it into ours. It must be a pretty special place.

I love you, kid. More than you know.

- your mama



*runs every morning and walks every evening under the blooms.
*a sick boy, who has only wanted to snuggle.
*a girl, nearly walking.
*preparations for travels, working long into the night.
*dinners as a family, a foot massage on the couch.