Imbibe Journal

When I was twenty three, I moved into a post-1906 earthquake building in the Cow Hollow neighborhood in San Francisco.  The flat was a funny mixture of old and not-so-old, as old rental buildings tend to be.  While the built-in cabinets in the living room had been covered in 1970’s-era faux wood paneling, an unfortunate consequence of a misguided attempt at “modernizing,” no one had ever bothered to improve upon the insulation in the walls. […]