Tag Archives: rum
So the mystery of how the mosquitoes were getting into the apartment in the first place was solved when I was taking a shower, watching one buzz purposefully up to the window screen, then continue, undeterred, straight through the mesh … Continue reading
It was Shark Week, so we marked the occasion by watching Jaws, which, in case you haven’t seen it since you were a kid, has lost none of its terror. That is one bad-ass shark.
Do you ever find yourself looking at an apple and thinking: you’re too perfect to be a real apple, you look like the apple in Snow White? Or at a pineapple and thinking: should I eat you, or would Chiquita … Continue reading
It was a perfectly ordinary Saturday – coffee, grocery shopping, manicure – until the hawk showed up. Soaring down from the sky to perch in a tree opposite Morton Williams.
I’m pretty much suggesting a re-appropriation of the celebration of romantic love for the purposes of celebrating really great girlfriends. I just think we’d have more fun.
Hot buttered rum is a state of mind as much as it is a drink.
If you are lucky enough to have a friend who has an uncle who has a house in the Hamptons, then there are certainly worse ways to spend an afternoon than floating around his pool on a noodle, and gossiping … Continue reading
The weather in New York is hardly the semi tropical heat wave of last year, where my family celebrated my sister’s birthday at an out-door table in Pastis and walked along the Highline in our sandals. Nevertheless, circumstances have conspired … 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