Storefronts around my office are closing. The Italian restaurant that hosted local opera singers has been closed for a couple of years, and I still lament that we can no longer suggest it to friends as the perfect spot to clinch a young romance. The funky furniture shop nearby closed not long after. A fabulous […]
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The Proliferation of Banks
Posted in Banks, Cooking/Food & Wine, Sexuality, Shopping, Shops, Starbucks on June 11, 2013 | Leave a Comment »
Love Languages – A Throwdown
Posted in Children, Cooking/Food & Wine, Doctors, Love, Marriage, Parenting, Psychology, Relationships, Television on May 27, 2013 | 1 Comment »
“Do you know what your love language is?” the pediatric podiatrist asked my son. While the doctor tended to the tenacious wart at the bottom of my son’s foot, he patiently explained the basic tenets of Love Language theory. That there is one type of love that each person seems to want the most, […]
Things I Didn’t Want to Hear
Posted in Cooking/Food & Wine, Emotions/Inner World, Existential, Psychology, Relaxation, Restaurants on January 15, 2013 | Leave a Comment »
I had an hour to kill, so I stopped in to grab an appetizer. It was a quiet neighborhood restaurant, dimly but elegantly lit, with particularly nice tiny blue sparkling lights on the ceiling. I’d not been in before, but it offered tapas and Italian food; it was bound to be a fine way to […]
Shopping in my Jammies
Posted in Beauty, Cooking/Food & Wine, Idiosyncracies, Shopping on December 8, 2012 | 2 Comments »
It’s 7:00 am, and I’m at the market. The bread I want didn’t come in. So I buy the extra meat, the parsley for garnish, two fancy holiday style cheeses (one with cranberries, one called tintern, which I’ve never heard of), overly expensive crackers. And creamer for tomorrow’s coffee. By 7:20 I’m at the […]
Aunt Marion’s Pistachio Torte
Posted in Aging, Cooking/Food & Wine, Emotions/Inner World, Family, Legacies, Relationships on November 23, 2012 | 1 Comment »
My Great Aunt turns 88 this Christmas. Growing up, she was the baker in the family. She whipped sponge cakes to 10 inch height. By hand. She had a tall metal bowl and a whisk. She walked around her kitchen stirring and walking and stirring and walking until she determined that she had them exactly […]