I recently returned from a 12-day culinary odyssey to Barcelona, Seville, and Madrid with 11 other delightful people. I took more than 1900 photos, which is a direct reflection of the great time I was having, more than of my photographic skill. I could bore you with endless tales of fine dining, Continue reading
Every time someone sends us a Christmas/Holiday card, I’m amazed and pleased. I’m shocked that people still buy cards, fill them out, pay for stamps, and navigate the icy roads to stick them in the mail. Cutesy cards, holiday greetings, animal cards, family photo cards, what’s not to love about them all. And what’s even better Continue reading
I probably minimize Christmas more than anyone you know. I like to decorate the house a little bit, but I do that anyway. I love the seasons and generally seize on any opportunity to add twinkle lights to the inevitable holiday darkness. I have one glass Christmas tree pin that sits on the lapel of my grey pea coat for a few weeks. I buy a handful of gifts. That’s it. Continue reading
I’m in that purgatory between cooking seven things for Thanksgiving and eating it all. This well-deserved break is punctuated by espresso with cream and a small shot of Cuaranta y Tres liqueur. It’s 11:30 a.m. Is it bad to be drinking at this hour? Continue reading
Perhaps the saddest day of my life was when I found out how many calories there are in cheese. Admittedly, this was some years ago and, regardless, I have continued to eat cheese with wild abandon. And put half-and-half in my espresso. And make the biggest, baddest, BLTs possible this time of year, Continue reading
I live a reasonably predictable life, like you probably do. Not that that’s a bad thing. Rarely is there a day that starts heading down a familiar path then suddenly and impulsively winds up laughing and tumbling ass-over-teakettle down a steep hill, and comes to rest by a meandering creek, sighing in delight, with grass stains on its knees. Sure, silly little stuff happens that I don’t see coming. But rarely is there a day with a genuinely delightful surprise. Am I right?
I don’t count putting in my thumb drive correctly the first time. Continue reading
It seems to me that by the time you’re 50-ish, or in my case, just barely 60, you start to feel like you’ve been there, done that, gotten the t-shirt, and seen it all. And when you do look at the things that you haven’t done, a lot of them are either dangerous, stupid, too expensive, or maybe even childish.
Take sky diving, for example. You may have noticed that this is a big thing for people to do on their 21st, 30th, or maybe even 40th birthday, but by the time the latter milestones Continue reading