I miss the West.
I miss my Berkeley Morris family.
I miss friends in Oakland.
I miss Jupiter's porter and pomegranate cider. (and local microbreweries in general)
I miss singing.
I miss Bledington.
I miss Athiests.
I miss local nurseries and gardening shops.
I miss real bread.
I miss Berkeley Bowl.
I miss having 3 NPR stations to choose from (and having at least one come in tune to my alarm clock)
It's not the same here.
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We miss you here! New England has its charms but it sure ain't the Bay Area. I remember when there was no bread. And few microbreweries. Hey! I owe you a subscription! What magazine do you want??
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