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When I first started coming to New York, about 10 years ago, Appletinis were The Thing to drink. They were vivid green. And wholly awesome. Then Cosmos came along, and that was the end of that. And then Cosmos too were over … Continue reading
Our good friends Karen and Ronnie had recently returned to Sweden to get married on the edge of a lake in front of family and friends.
It’s become an absolute Thanksgiving tradition that the night before the parade Jon and I head to the Natural History Museum to see the giant balloons tethered down under nets, ready and waiting to fly.
You know the set up – a party, lots of chat, lots of noise. And suddenly somebody says something that synchs up with an infinitesimal lull, and a sentence slices through the atmosphere like a hot knife through butter. “Then … Continue reading
It started because I bought Jon a set of espresso cups for his birthday, and wondered aloud what we could do with the saucers. Since poor co-ordination so early in the morning had been the downfall of the last cups, … Continue reading
The thought of not being able to watch the Olympics on the BBC is making me consider turning to a life of download crime. Considering, mind, I’m not actually admitting to anything, just to be absolutely clear here.
The Wednesday Tipple – Spice-infused Appletinis with Grilled Cheddar, Walnut and Apple Sandwiches – oh, and some nudity too.
When Jon’s Dad came to visit us, he’d look up at the buildings and sigh. He pretty much could not believe that people would want to work and live piled up on top of each other in boxes. He lives … Continue reading
If Jon and I were still living in Poland, Halloween would have been something of an afterthought, but today, All Souls Day, would have been the real deal.
We drove towards the quilt shop, past Amish guys in buggies and women scooting along on over-sized scooters, their bonnet strings flying out behind them, past market gardens and farm stands and red roofed barns and home made ginger ale stalls. We’re … Continue reading