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So I met a man at a party who told me that he once had a friend who worked at Coney Island in a curiosities show. Her particular curiosity and talent was that she was able to eat insects in … 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.
My friends Jenn and Alan have invited us to a pie tasting party. And though I’d like to start a rumor that pie tasting is the new wine tasting in NYC, that’s not the case. They’re bravely pursuing the dream … Continue reading
Our friends Ingyin and Yosi planned a last road trip of summer, before returning to NYU Abu Dhabi to start the new term. Essentially, what they were looking for, was Americana.
When I was a child we spent family holidays at the Headlands in Cornwall, a proper old-fashioned seaside hotel with a sprung-floor ballroom, a bar serving cocktails with plastic monkeys hanging from the glasses, and a dress-for-dinner dinner in the … Continue reading
There is currently a commercial on the tv where an infatuated suitor notices how much his girlfriend dotes upon her parents’ pet cat. The details of his dastardly plan no doubt forming in his mind he rushes home, turns his … Continue reading
It’s Christmas Eve. I’m in Wigan celebrating a double whammy with my family. That joyful Christmas hunkering down feeling; the shops are shut, there’s nothing else to do but sit and wait for morning. Also, my grandparents’ wedding anniversary. They … Continue reading