Category: Dinner

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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, ...

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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 ...

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48 Hour Spring in NYC

The 48-hour spring weather this weekend had New Yorkers sprinting out of their apartments like cockroaches and making a hasty beeline for Central Park, myself included. Saturday was a gift for the winter we endured, and it was a well-deserved one. I especially loved the multi-tasking of the guy on the hoverboard, talking on his ...