As the grass gets greener on the other side, trees bud their leaves, congress threatens to pass bills and alcoholics order Mojitos instead of Manhattans we know: springtime is here. You can smell it in the air and sneeze it in your allergies--cashmere sweaters turn into slitted skirts, flip...

I’ve written a lot about friendship in these columns. I’ve written poems, filled journals and have had my pen glide the stitching of many bar napkins across San Francisco, all in an attempt to unravel the mystery of a “best friend”. This is because a single girl doesn’t have much else in the...