Tag Archives: spring
There was rhubarb on Fresh Direct this week. Ruinously expensive, but still, rhubarb. I bought it. Because I am terribly extravagant.
I’m just going to tell it to you straight. I love my cape. I love to sweep around the city like fashion batman. I like to wear it as often as possible.
Officially, today is Spring. Think sunshine, think optimism, think cute baby animals, green shoots of promise and hope. Jon, however, had other things on his mind.
“Good morning!!” beamed the guy behind the counter at Pain Quotidian, as I struggled to summon the words from my sleeping brain to convey that I needed a lot of coffee. “Are you having a great day?!”
Making cheese sounds like the kind of cooking project other people do. I live a few blocks away from Murray’s cheese. Why would I make my own? But ricotta is a different beast.
It’s Spring in New York – daffodils, blossoms, no need to wear a coat weather, the whole bit. The evening was filled with out on the balcony possibilities and I was determined to make the most of them.
An actress friend of mine is up for a “part of a lifetime” part. It’s only the first round of auditions, but already she is 2 parts hopeful and 1 part crazy; “It’s my time. I can feel it. Unless. … Continue reading
It really feels as though spring has finally, joyfully, arrived in New York. Baby ducklings are waddling through the park, a bird has made its nest in the back of my friend Keith’s air conditioner, which leaves him with something … Continue reading
My husband and I are taking a gamble that there will be no more thunder snow, no more golf ball hail, no more ice in the watering can and frost on the windows, and have planted out some of the … Continue reading