Parlons de la food…

Now that I’m home, I’d love to share some details about where and what we ate during our brief time in the south of France. Our meals ranged from bread, cheese and fruit to an indulgent bouillabaisse with plenty of the trois Ps (pizza, pasta and pastry) in between. Allow me to share some of … Continue reading Parlons de la food…

Traditional dinner

This week, as I always try to do prior to flying, I had dinner with all three of my sons. This most recent gathering was at a couple of favorite neighborhood spots. N and I started at Nicole’s for wine, taking advantage of their excellent Wine Down Wednesday special with a bottle of tasty Montepulciano … Continue reading Traditional dinner

(My) Assessment and A Real Pain

Last week, the Women’s Wednesday Watch & Wine Society met for the second time, this time for a sci-fi flick, The Assessment. Going into the movie, I knew little of the film other than it was female directed (Fleur Fortune) and that the plot involved a future society in which human reproduction is very tightly controlled.  Our … Continue reading (My) Assessment and A Real Pain

Desperately seeking s…

Sanity Safety Solitude Security Self realization… But, that’s not what we’re here right now to talk about. Instead of all those things listed above that sometimes keep me awake at night, let me tell about my Friday night at the Spectrum. My OG Albany friend (from South Troy) invited me to attend a Q&A event … Continue reading Desperately seeking s…

Risky business

Driving to work the other morning, I heard a story on NPR about a movement presently gaining traction in the midwest - risky play. This unstructured free play, which has been present and promoted in Canadian schools for decades, is thought to foster communication and cooperation between participants, two actions I believe we can all agree should … Continue reading Risky business

My Dublin home

Most people, I think, believe that restaurants are a place to spend some time and take a meal. I suppose for many this is the basic truth. For those folks, though, I feel sad because a quality experience in a restaurant is about so much more than what goes into your mouth. I’ll give you … Continue reading My Dublin home