Monthly Archives: January 2011
While sipping a chai latte in Think Coffee and waiting for Jon to finish his meeting I overheard the following conversation between a guy (who, from the fact that he had an iPad and an NYU hoodie, I’m going to … Continue reading
Of all the dinners I’ve hosted for my close friends Sasha and Matt over the years the best one, the no-doubt-about-it favorite, was actually not cooked by me at all, but by my husband Jon.
Super Bowl is almost upon us. Which is cause for great joy and celebration in our household – it’s another of those fantastic eating holidays that we missed out on for years through ignorance and being British.
Millionaire’s shortbread is what my Mother in law, and most of the rest of Scotland call it. Toffee cake is what my Mother in law’s Mother in law called it (as you can see above). But by either name, for … Continue reading
On the way home from husband Jon’s fantastic gallery show opening (Mapping the Big Apple – an example of which you can see above) friends Ingyin and Yosi pointed to a small nondescript village park – in any other city, … Continue reading
What to wear on a very casual drink after work sort of date? It’s been the subject of much debate, ever since Sara plucked up the courage to re-connect with Sean, the guy who slept on her sofa after a … Continue reading
I’m through with winter. I know. There’s months of it to go, and I should suck it up and make the best of it with hearty stews, warming soups, sticky puddings and other seasonal deliciousness, and I will, but for … Continue reading
A combination of snow, work and being high as an escaped helium balloon on love has meant that Amazing Grace has been rather busy of late, so it was good to meet her for a 2 fingers up to the … Continue reading
It’s snowing. Evidently by morning Manhattan will be under a thick white blanket. Which might well mean a snow day if I didn’t work from home already, and if Jon didn’t live so close to his office that we can … Continue reading
Winter is upon us. Not Christmas. Not New Year. But Winter, grinding away the days. There was more snow this week, and more predicted for next week. It’s cold outside, baby, and all I want to do is curl up … Continue reading