Category Archives: Journalism Perks

Morning Drive

With views like this of lovely Lake Tahoe, it’s impossible not enjoy the drive to the office. Off to spend the morning with my red pen!


Home Tours!



Faulkner-designed fireplace.

I’m belated (imagine that!) but I’m very excited because I just got assignments for the Mountain Home issue. The TQ panel toured the finalist homes back in October, though due to a poorly timed trip, I was only able to attend one of the four or five tours. Still, such a wonderful experience! It’s such a privilege to get private tours of these residences by the incredibly talented architects and designers who worked on them. It’s hard to play favorites: I loved the home by interior designer Diana Vincent, the environmentally friendly home for a full-time family in Gray’s Crossing and an amazing, incredibly designed home in Tahoe Donner. Still, I’m partial to a 10,000 square foot residence atop a ridge in Truckee that overlooks Donner Lake. Yes, it sounds monstrously huge, but there is such an amazing story to the home that I won’t give away before the February magazine comes out!

On another note, the 10,000 square foot home is where I took the top photo. I’m pretty sure that I’ve wanted a bookshelf with a ladder ever since 1991, when I first saw the library in Beauty and the Beast. So only 22 years. Maybe someday!

Chairlift Office

Today I’m enjoying one of the many perks of journalism. TQ editor Kyle Magin had given me two tickets to Diamond Peak last time I was in the office and since my brother is in town for the week, I thought we would come up for a bluebird day. I also had an interview with Diamond Peak manager Brad Wilson. Two birds, one stone. Now my brother is watching the girls and I am enjoying the snow. Working from a chairlift is about as good as it gets!

Back in the Edit Saddle


Last week, I went up to Truckee to proofread the first copy of the Mountain Home issue of Tahoe Quarterly. I love the Mountain Home issue—it’s full of incredible architecture, beautiful designs and interesting people. That said, I was a little nervous going into it because of all the change-ups at the magazine: TQ co-founding editor Chaco Mohler left to be replaced by Kyle Magin (who originally came onboard to replace me a year ago in the fall), Jared Swanson of Western Art & Architecture is taking over as publisher, and Anna Whose-Last-Name-I-Don’t-Know is taking over as graphic designer for Allison Monroe. Anna is based in Montana, so right now, Kyle is communicating long distance and she’s emailing proofs that we mark-up and FedEx back. It’s not the best system, but she should be moving this way at some point. Anyway, the magazine definitely looks a little different, but it’s coming together really well. I’ve got one more proof next week and then I’ll be very excited to get my copy in the mail!

On a side note, as a thank-you for coming in, Kyle gave me two gift certificates to Wolfdale’s. I can’t overstate how much I love journalism perks!

Home Tours Day 2

tahoe house
Yesterday, Audrey and I were on the West Shore of Lake Tahoe for another home tour. BEAUTIFUL house—an 8,000 square foot Loverde-built lakefront with exquisite craftsmanship and attention to detail. Besides getting to tour the home, I had a wonderful day—stopped by the TQ offices, went out for lunch and took a coffee break at Tahoe City’s Tahoe House for a peppermint mocha. As much as I enjoy living in Reno, I definitely miss Tahoe’s small, unique towns. Anyway, it was wonderful to spend a day in the mountains—even better that I was getting paid for it!

On a side note, I saw that the search term “nudeandveryhairy” leads to my site. I finally realized that it must be from my article profiling Dave Russo where Pablo Picasso has him paint a French model who is nude, pregnant and hairy, but still, I’m pretty sure whoever googled that was not looking for an arts piece!

Martis Camp Gala

Friday night, I attended Martis Camp’s Camp Lodge Grand Opening with Jason, Nora, Jason’s mom, Edie, and stepdad, Mark. It was spectacular! After worrying that parking was going to be chaos (there were some 800 people who had RSVPed), the valets took care of my car. As Jason got Nora out of the car, men in tuxedos, top hats and white gloves offered to escort Edie and me inside. I’d seen the conceptual renderings and Martis Camp’s Kelly Heapy had taken me, Sue (my editor) and Allison (TQ’s art director) on a tour while it was still under construction. Still, I was not prepared for how impressive it is! The building sits on a dramatic outcropping of rocks above the golf course’s 18th hole. You walk in to beautiful views and dual rock fireplaces. The Lodge was set up with a different bars and food stations to spread out the guests and showcase the entire building.

I ran into Allison while waiting for my first drink at the ice bar and she was raving about the food. The seafood line was pretty long, so we first ventured into the women’s locker room (which, the sign noted, was co-ed for the night), where we found big plates of sushi. I had intended to bring some back to Jason, but it was much too spicy for him so I finished off the plate myself. On the other side of the Lodge, we found the cheese and caviar room. We tried one cheese that has been made in the same style for 1,000 years (its name originates from some old word for “horse droppings”) and a delicious bleu cheese that was somehow orange.

Nora was getting fussy so Jason tracked me down and I fed her while my in-laws got me goodies from the taco station on the lawn. I switched over the Rombauer pinot noir and hit up the seafood station for oysters, prawns, crab legs and crab claws. We had a great spot on one of the decks, which was the perfect place to watch the surprise Scottish band that marched down the fairway. We went inside for a little while to watch the jazz band, met a magician and went on a search for the desserts, which we found on the Lodge’s first floor. We capped off the night by enjoying the stars and trying desperately to make friends with Martis Camp members who would invite us back.

Dinner and Decadence

Maybe I’m shallow, but the best thing about my job isn’t writing or seeing my name in print—it’s the free stuff. Such was my thinking last Friday, at least, when I attended the Lone Eagle Grille’s Wine Dinner in Incline Village as my editor’s date.

We started with an hour-long champagne cocktail hour before sitting down. The first course was a beet carpaccio. However, I read the menu wrong and so I spent most of the first course prodding my garnishes to determine which one was meat. Second course was poussin (baby chicken) with foie gras – filled morels and the entrée was Niman Ranch rack of lamb with a minted English pea puree, followed by a dessert tray. Each course was accompanied by a very generous pouring of Pahlmeyer wine. I had never heard it, but that’s probably I rarely venture into wines past the price of Yellowtail. The Pahlmeyer chardonnay was the thickest, oakiest white I’ve ever tried and the proprietary red (which retails for $105 a bottle from the winery) tasted like decadence in a bottle. If I hadn’t had to drive over the hill, I could have really done some damage.

Anyway, my next awesome media event is the July 1 grand opening of the Martis Camp Lodge—a luxury, invite-only party with plenty of champagne, music, hors d’oeuvres and, best of all, my very own designated driver!