We Are All From Somewhere Else- A Walk Through West Berkeley
I moved to the Bay Area in 1988, securing a job with an Architectural firm in San Francisco. The firm of 50 was probably 90% Asian, and for the first time in my life, I was the minority. Every Friday, a large group of co-workers would head to lunch in nearby Chinatown, and seemed to very much enjoy taking this foreigner from suburban upstate New York to their favorite hole-in-the-walls. Now in…













