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Some days, the wind blows in off the Hudson, through your coat, through your fluffy cardigan that looks as though it’s been made from the skins of Abominable Snowmen, through your thermals, through your skin, and straight to your bones.
So I wrote a play for my friend Annie, and in it, is a giant luminous starfish. “You’ll be ok making that, right?” I blithely checked with Jon as I headed out of the door on Saturday morning.
So here we are in September, contemplating whether or not to wear tights. It’s Fall in the morning, High Summer by lunchtime. Here, at the crossover, dressing, and dining, could go either way. As apples overtake tomatoes in the Union … Continue reading
My dad was in town for a week of ballet, baseball, jazz, and edgy downtown sketch comedy. Spot the odd one out.
First sunny weekend without thunder, Jon and I hit up the Union Square farmers’ market and planted herbs on the balcony. A few days later, and already the basil is thriving in the sunshine, bushing out, bursting upwards, to the … Continue reading
I recently started writing for a sketch comedy team at the Pit in NYC. We write late, and rehearse later. Consequently, I’m staggering home at 11pm, lacking the energy to tackle any significant cooking, or indeed, any significant eating.
A few years ago I won a competition (and a bunch of really nice egg-shaped Denby dishes), for this snack. It was actually the first time I made food for a Superbowl party, and I was anxious to get things authentically, … Continue reading
As Fall colors start to paint the country in shades of fire, two friends of our recently returned from a hiking holiday, which they described in glowing terms apart from one small setback:
Too hot to walk quickly through the muggy Manhattan weather, I strolled along behind a couple of girls and listened to them chatting.
NYC is a city of contrasts. This week, for example my very brave friend Jess made something of a public declaration of hope on her blog. Not entirely out of the blue, you understand, but because she has met a … Continue reading