Sometimes even I surprise myself. Last year, in a post focused on the spirit of place, I wrote these words: Walls hold secrets. Memories are something we make. Oh, to be a fly on a wall when something we’re not privy to is taking place! The walls I’m mostly thinking about are the ones that … [Read more...] about It’s easy to remember . . .
Black Friday
There’s been a lot of controversy lately over Black Friday . . . particularly with how it has somehow extended itself into Thursday night after our Thanksgiving meals. The petitions on Change.org and seen all over Facebook are encouraging people to boycott places like Target on Thursday night, … [Read more...] about Black Friday
Sugarholics not-so-anonymous
I’m the opposite of my mother and dessert is my THING. I pride myself on my baking skills—something I excel at probably because I love sugar so much. The “sweet tooth’’—which I definitely got from my dad—is a weakness of mine. Being an East Coast transplant, I can say with certainty there are a … [Read more...] about Sugarholics not-so-anonymous
What is it about dessert?
I don’t do dessert . . . meaning, when I’m invited to dinner, I’m not the one you ask to bake. Not that I can’t be counted on to choose some exquisite, mouth-watering delights from our local French pastry shop. On the other hand, you want a brisket as good as it gets, come to my house for Rosh … [Read more...] about What is it about dessert?
Every bag has its day
At the very beginning of The Museum of Innocence, Orhan Pamuk’s novel of obsessive love, the narrator buys his fiancée a designer handbag she’d spotted when they passed by a boutique the night before. A simple, thoughtful gesture—to please the woman he’s engaged to—sets his life on an expected … [Read more...] about Every bag has its day
What day of the week never comes?
Show of hands, how many of us have already broken our New Year’s resolutions two and a half weeks into the New Year? That’s because New Year’s resolutions are dumb. Seriously. They’re almost made to be broken. Just look at the gym—it starts out full every January, and by February or March it’s … [Read more...] about What day of the week never comes?
