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Think pumpkin pie, but creamier, and without the faff of pastry, and you’re thinking panna cotta. The perfect Thanksgiving-y treat, but one that seems generally Fall, not specifically just for Thanksgiving, which is always pumpkin pie’s limitation.
Recently, Iâ€™ve been planning my work wardrobe around being able to wear leggings under things, and matching with my boots. The sidewalks are covered in gray ice. Salt stains the carpet. Things just got a little schlubby.
Thereâ€™s a an old joke that I think of whenever I pick thyme leaves off the little plant thatâ€™s survived windowsills, balconies and back to a window sill again, hardy as can be. â€œYou want to hear a joke about … Continue reading
Iâ€™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.
My grandma is a big fan of the afternoon movie. She has stacks of videos arranged by the television. A treasure trove of old favorites â€“ Singing in the Rain, Oklahoma, Annie, Some Like It Hot, Calamity Jane. All fabulous, … Continue reading
It was the American finale of Downton Abbey last night, leaving my friends bereft and concerned that Sunday Nights will no longer hold the possibility of joy or distraction. Even the upcoming Oscars canâ€™t lift their spirits.
Christmas is a time for nativities, pantomimes, ballets and shows. All of my nieces and nephews have been treading the boards over the last couple of weeks, being snowmen and angels, playing carols on the recorder, dancing to Jingle Bell … Continue reading
Everybody needs a hobby â€“ for me itâ€™s a close tie between magazining and singing. For John, triathlons. For Tabitha, designing dog Halloween costumes and selling them on Etsy. As it turns out, Jonâ€™s Boss has a hobby too â€“ … Continue reading
A lot of the time, I feel like a New Yorker. I will argue with you over where to get the best slice in the city. I often tut at the slowness of pedestrians. I once saw a rat try … Continue reading