Category: brunch

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One Perfect Day

Perfect days don't just happen; at least they don't to me. I've tried to be spontaneous, I really have. And there are times when the stars have aligned, and magic happens, but usually, for me, spontaneity ends up in a bunch of near misses. The fabulous art fair that I walked two blocks east of, ...

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Food For Thought

I didn't know Tony Bourdain personally, but since 2013, I spent a good deal of time talking about him, as he was the Patron Saint of Bronx Academy of Letters a small school in the Bronx where I've spent the past five years volunteering on their Advisory Board. Tony, as everyone called him at BAL, was the ...

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A Perfectly Imperfect Marriage

I recently read somewhere that if we only fell in love with people who were perfect for us, then there wouldn't be so much fuss about love in the first place. That easily could have been written about my marriage to Tom. When we met, we had almost nothing in common.  I was a born ...

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Mother Emeritus

  Being an empty nester brings both endings and beginnings, and for me, this was especially true yesterday. I remember many past Mother’s Days spent at Yankee Stadium, Playland Amusement Park, and other assorted kid-friendly locales, where I would spend most of the day chasing, wiping, feeding, blowing noses and often yelling. The peace only ...

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I’m Not Feeling It

I've been looking for my next big thing since January, and it's been quite the learning experience. First was the resume creation, which in and of itself was humbling; you have to come face to face with what you've actually been doing (and sometimes not doing) over the course of your so-called life. Next up ...

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Expat Eyes

When you live in a foreign country, you see it through expat eyes. It's a special lens which allows you to see things that natives don't see. When I lived in Tokyo, I was fascinated with all sorts of things that the Japanese people took for granted, and didn't find particularly interesting, like vending machines, ...

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Chomping At The Bit

My love of crusty french baguettes (like this ham and fromage with salty butter from Arcade Bakery that will instantly transport you to a bench in the Tuileries Gardens) is in direct correlation to the state of my constant TMJ.  But, after years of suffering, I've found the solution, and I want to share it with you.  Dr. Elizabeth ...