joody park

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We all have little hacks to keep the home clean. Today, I want to share how to remove bad smell out of garbage disposal. Oh, did I mention it’s all natural? It’s really simple and requires just ONE ingredient: citrus rind.

1) Run hot water in your kitchen sink

2) Turn on the garbage disposal

3) Drop the citrus rinds one by one

4) Keep the hot water running and turn off

That’s it! This new tricks works oh-so-perfectly for me. With my recent obsession with freshly squeezed orange juice, I always have orange rind around the house. So after I juice my oranges, I keep some rind in a ziploc bag and store them in the fridge. That way, whenever the garbage disposal is getting a wee-bit stinky, I drop a couple rinds and return back to an odor-free kitchen.

What are some clever tricks you have around the house?


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San Francisco is an amazing city for dogs. We have so many parks and beaches for them to run free and explore. One of our new places to go with Timmie & Teddy is Fort Funston! It is definitely one of the best places to take your dog in San Francisco.

Before we moved to our new place, we used to take the boys to Crissy Field. But recently, there’s been a TON of kite surfers. Timmie is not a fan of those kites and keeps barking at them. He is really sensitive to noise and sound of the ginormous kites fluttering in the wind startles him. Clearly, he is a suburban dog! So we decided to explore some where new and took them to Fort Funston.

Fort Funston doesn’t have kite surfers but rather hang-gliders. Timmie thinks they are the strangest birds in the world and is mesmerized by them. It’s actually quite adorable watching him stare at those hang gliders in the sky. No matter how old the boys get, seeing them experience something for the first time is always magical.


The actual sandy hike down to the beach is a little tough for smaller dogs like mine, but the rest of the paved path is such a pleasant walk. The dogs can roam without a leash (woohoo!) as long as they are on best behavior, of course. I was extra cautious as there were bigger dogs also at Fort Funston. Timmie had so much fun socializing with other dogs and was so tired after a fun day at the beach.

What are some of our favorite places to take your dogs in San Francisco? I’d love to know!


- joody



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Whenever I go shopping, I am never really jealous of the options the guy’s have. The girl’s clothes are so much more fun. It’s the language we are ALL fluent in and let’s not get started on accessories and bags. So all this time, I thought we, girls, had the whole thing figured out. In this game of shop-till-you-drop, I thought we had the upper hand… till I went into Tweeds in Atlanta.

The name seems innocent enough. Tweeds. Like a tweed jacket. Something an Econ professor or a Chemistry professor with crazy hair would wear with those patches on their elbows. Don’t forget the chalk dust sprinkled along his sleeve. Innocent enough. But the moment I walked into this well manicured, designed and decorated store, I knew I had died and gone to heaven. Tweeds is a store in Atlanta where I imagine the hipsters would shop at. The kind of guys here in San Francisco who go to Welcome Stranger, have a mustache and drink those fancy drip Blue Bottle Coffee who want something a little classy than a shirt and a hoody.

I think I lack the words to describe this phenomenon Tweeds has created. These emotions I have yet been able to comprehend and put into words… I believe this emotion is called jealousy? They’ve made me want to buy men’s clothing for myself. See those PJ bottoms? I was trying to justify why I needed those. Not for Otto, but for me.



I’m trying to prevent myself from pulling the trigger to purchase the watch. I simply adore everything this store carries. I just might need to get that watch. Well, a trip to visit what Tweeds carries for the winter would be reason ENOUGH to book a ticket out to Atlanta. Well done Tweeds. Well done.


- joody

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A couple weekends ago, my best friend, Jenni, was invited to a wedding in Atlanta. Atlanta happens to be one of the cities I’ve always wanted to visit, so I humbly offered to be her plus one to this affair. It was the best decision ever.

We first started off our trip with a quick drive out to Serenbe. Jenni tells me Serenbe is Atlanta’s Hamptons. A lot of the wealthy folks have weekend / summer homes in this community. I loved all the adorable shops, the opened roads and the abundant greenery. We saw a couple getting their wedding photos taken during the Golden Hour. I imagine Serenbe would be a gorgeous place to have a wedding!


We ended the day with a Southern dinner at South City Kitchen. It was AUH-MAZING! Fried chicken, pork belly, catfish and fried green tomato. Yum yum yum.

The next morning, we went off to the wedding! The wedding took place at around 10AM at the Atlanta Botanical Garden. After the wedding, we went out for Korean BBQ to pay homage to our people. We really only had one day to explore the city. We drove to the different neighborhoods and checked out some cool stores. I cannot wait to share the photos!

It was a terribly short trip, but I loved it and think it’s definitely worth a trip back. Stay tuned for more posts highlighting some of my favorite spots in Atlanta.


- joody


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Time flies by when you are too busy having fun. Wouldn’t you agree? It’s been five months (!!) since Otto and I moved-in together to our lovely apartment in Noe Valley. I was reading through some of my old posts and saw this post where I was desperately wanting to move out of my studio in the Marina. Oh, how things have changed.

I think it’s time to (finally!) share with you some photos of my new neighborhood. Since Noe is one of the hottest neighborhoods these days, I figured I wouldn’t trouble you with photos of places you’ve seen already. Instead, I thought I’d share photos of spots that I love. Hopefully you haven’t seen them before.

One of my favorite spots here in Noe is Goat Hill. It’s a short trail / hike behind our house. It’s quiet, still under-developed (a rarity in San Francisco these days) and reminds me of the walks our family used to go on at my grandparent’s house. It is a short little stroll but makes me feel miles away from the city.


My favorite part is the view. From the top of the hill, I can see all of San Francisco! Can you spot Financial District in the photo?


I am also completely smitten with the gorgeous houses in our neighborhood. Perched on top of the hill, these homes must have amazing views of the city.


There are so many things I adore about our new apartment and neighborhood but I still do miss the little studio of mine in the Marina. Whenever we head out to the Marina (which is really rare these days), I always ask Otto to drive by our old street. It’s a bit ridiculous but I guess I just need to know the house is doing okay. And of course it’s doing okay. It’s a house. It’s not going anywhere.

Things are different here in Noe and I find myself defending the Marina whenever someone speaks ill of my home turf. It’s very possible moving out of the Marina is a symbol of myself leaving behind my young twenty-something days and embarking on adulthood. That sounds really weird and I am clearly self-diagnosing here, but perhaps I’m just not fully ready to let those days go.

I grew so much during my three years living in that apartment. All the happy memories. All the sad memories. All the questions I wanted answers to. All the things I was frustrated about but learned to cope and manage as I got older. They are all a part of me and it’s all housed in that studio apartment on Francisco Street.

If moving out of the studio apartment has been this hard, I can’t imagine what it’ll be like when Otto and I move out of our Noe apartment! Tears will fall, I’m sure of it.

Did you ever have such feelings and thoughts when you moved out of your apartment? I’d love to know!


- joody





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Have you ever stopped to think how every moment we capture is so crafted and overly styled? I think Instagram is a perfect example of it. I am also guilty of committing this crime myself, as I love beautiful shots. I can’t help it! So it came as a surprise when I accidentally stumbled on to the shot above.

I was out in Hayes Valley to grab some soy cappuccino from Blue Bottle. After we got our coffees, I took photos of the graffiti on the wall, me in front of the graffiti for some #ootd shots, cup by the rocks and cup by the flowers. But the shot that I loved the most which truly captured the moment so precisely was the shot above. Do you have any shots that were taken unintentionally that you adore?

And of COURSE I have non-accidental photos of blue bottle. Hop on over to this post!

What do you think?


- joody


ps: did you know Blue Bottle rolled out a subscription service? You can now subscribe to receive their beans in the mail. Ta-dah! I wonder if Stumptown will have something like this too….

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A couple of months before I moved out of the Marina, I purchased a hybrid bike to ride around Crissy Field and the Presidio. While I had lived in the Marina for two years, I never fully took advantage the neighborhood so jumped at the opportunity to buy an affordable bike to ride around town.

After work, I hopped on my bike and rode along Marina Blvd toward Crissy Field. It was the highlight of my day! And because it was a fun activity I truly enjoyed, it never felt like I was exercising or working out. I finally found a sport I could fully commit to for many years to come.


The view of the majestic red bridge against the blue sky coupled with the cool ocean breeze was just what the doctor ordered after a busy day at work. If I felt brave enough to bike after all the professional cyclist in their expensive bikes and high tech nylon clothing, I’d bike up the ridiculously steep hills of the Presidio with them. The view, of course, left me breathless. Not only because I was on the verge of collapsing from biking up the hill, but the view of the city from the top will steal anyone’s breath away.


If you are looking for a fun activity to do this weekend, hop on a bike and ride around Crissy Field! I think it’s the perfect activity to do with the family on Father’s Day.

Start from the entrance of Crissy Field and ride all the way down to Fort Point, which is at the base of the Golden Gate Bridge. From there, look across the bay and you’ll see the city and her majestic beauty.


Have a beautiful weekend and happy Father’s Day!


- joody

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Have you heard the song Rude by Magic!? I’m obsessed with this song’s groovy reggae beats and have declared it my song for the summer. It’s about a guy going to his girlfriend’s father to ask for her hand in marriage. The father says, “No.” The singer replies with, “Well, I’m gonna marry her anyway.”

I don’t know if it’s the gutsy romantic gesture or the storyline but I can’t stop singing and dancing along to this song. I adore this band already and can’t wait for their full album to come out.

Enjoy and get ready to do show off your best reggae dance moves!

- joody


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How do you escape your day-to-day routine? Sometimes I like to daydream. I’ve been daydreaming about moving to a farm. Don’t laugh. I have got quite the farming background on the old resume. Better yet, it’s in my BLOOD.

As you know, I love being outdoors. It’s hard coded into who I am. (A little programming joke for those of you tech wizards. You are welcome.) It all stems from my childhood.


My grandparents used to have a vineyard in the country. Don’t worry it wasn’t as fancy as that sentence sounds. Whenever summer break was in session, my parents would ship us out on a train to my grandparents. My aunts and uncles did the same. I guess they really wanted to get rid of us! This meant my grandparents would receive a lovely gift of 10 grandchildren every summer. All my cousins and I would spend the summers roaming the countryside like crazy hillbilly children. It was so much fun.

If we weren’t busy eating watermelon or buying bubble gum and ice cream at the corner store, we used to help our grandparents pick grapes. Because the grape trees are short, our height was quite advantageous in getting the work done. We’d pick some grapes, secretly consume about half of what we had harvested and then go swim in the lake.


I still remember the one summer night when our uncle took all of us fishing with nets. Yup, in the country we roll up our sleeves and fish with the NETS! Don’t believe me? We caught a fish the size of my arm! We proudly brought it back to my hal-muh-nee (grandma in Korean) who made a stew with it. She made other dishes with all fresh ingredients straight from her farm and it was so delicious. We scarfed down the meal like hungry litter of puppies under the big starry sky. Even my grandfather who rarely shows emotions had the biggest smile on his face when he saw the fish stew. I’ll never forget that. As the sun started to set and a chorus of frogs began their nightly performance, my grandmother pointed to the stars and taught me about constellations. Isn’t that romantic?


Yes, times have changed. Some for the better and some for the worse. It’s a blessing we don’t have to hunt down our own protein since we usually only caught little minnows and you cannot feed a pack of hungry wolves on a handful of minnows. But sadly, this means we don’t understand the beauty of knowing where your food comes from and how much better that tastes. Are we getting close to inventing a time machine so I can travel back to the summers of my childhood? If I move to a farm, will you buy my cheese, produce and other locally made products? Can I get that in writing?

What do you dream about?

- joody



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Happy Monday. How was your weekend? I’m still dreaming about the weekend and thought I’d share some photos of my recent trip to NYC to ease into the week. Let’s take a quick mind trip to NYC, shall we?

One of my favorite spots in Manhattan is Columbus Circle. Yes, it’s far too touristy. But it brings back memories of the summer I lived there, so I visit the spot every single trip. And on this trip, I was able to see Columbus Circle from a whole level. Literally.


While visiting NYC, our friend was able to get us a reservation at the Mandarin Oriental’s Lobby Lounge. Located on the 35th floor of the Mandarin Oriental, it’s supposedly almost impossible to get a reservation. All my NY friends were so excited and even compared it to “seeing a unicorn.” When a group of New Yorkers are excited, you better be excited. Fast.

The tea service was exceptional, of course. But the best part of the tea service was the view. From the 35th floor, I was able to see the Columbus Circle and Central Park! It was enchanting. The colors, the energy from the street below and realizing just high we were made me feel a million miles away from everything.

And the BEST part? It started to rain while my friends and I were drinking tea and chatting away. There we were, reconnecting and watching the rain drops fall from the sky, hit the window and gracefully slide down. Ah, it truly is the best form of therapy. Of course, I captured the moment to share it with you. Enjoy!

- Joody


(All photos by Joody)


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