Category: Restaurant Recs

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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, ...

It’s My EmptyNestiversary!

It's hard to fathom that it's been a year since we became empty nesters, and moved back into the city. In some ways, it feels like we've lived here forever, and yet I still pinch myself knowing I get to call NYC my home. I've learned more in the past twelve months about myself than ...

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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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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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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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 ...