Category: Dinner

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Summer Statistics

It's not the end of summer; it's the beginning of fall. I haven't written in a few weeks, because on top of travel, this is my BUSY season, as my "real" job is helping high school seniors with their college application essays. But that doesn't mean I didn't squeeze in some serious summer emptynestering. Tom and I ...

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Don’t Believe The Hype

Okay, I take that back. Don't always believe the hype. Some things of course hold up, like the beautiful landscapes of the south fork of Long Island (see above), or the satisfaction of making salted watermelon juice fresh from the farm stand (see below).  But, this weekend, thanks to Resy Select, I was able to ...

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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, ...

Cake and Ice Cream

It was my 53rd birthday last week, and more than any birthday in the past 25 years, I feel uncertain of what the future holds. It's been exactly one year since we moved into the city as empty nesters and what an incredible year it's been. But I can't help thinking; what's next? I spent ...

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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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Old School

Thomas Wolfe said, "You can't go home again," but that doesn't apply to people from Rhode Island. Tom and I went back to Providence this weekend for his 30th reunion from Brown. Tom was not only a student at Brown, but he was a townie too, having grown up in Providence, which added another dimension ...

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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, ...