Tortilla Flats aka as the place with a waiter who must have flatlined

We stopped in at a little joint Sunday afternoon down in the West Village, Tortilla Flats, hereafter referred to as the place with the worst service.  Ever. Our party of three arrived at what I think of as the "shoulder season" of dining hours, around 3:30 or so.  There was a distinct lack of greeting … Continue reading Tortilla Flats aka as the place with a waiter who must have flatlined

Catching up with Moms@Work

Griffin and I went to a concert. I anticipated summer and clarified my economic reality with a comment. And discussed the economic reality of American women, in general. An imagined dream come true. There's an upcoming event you should think about attending. I had a really, really bad day. Dads had their day. And Sally … Continue reading Catching up with Moms@Work

A nightmare and two dreams or how I spent my February break.

Our lice thing turned into a week of laundry and hair combing and ultimately a prescription lotion, Ovide, which I elected to use prophylactically on the entire family.  FYI: if you ever need to get this lice and nit killing potion, start at the pharmacy at Walmart because that was the only place that had … Continue reading A nightmare and two dreams or how I spent my February break.

When Thanksgiving became Independence Day

Many years ago,  pre-children, I remember discussing the merits of instructing children to cross only at the green vs. teaching them how to jaywalk intelligently.  Their father and I agreed that the latter was the ideal and vowed to do exactly that when we eventually had a family.  I thought about this conversation during my … Continue reading When Thanksgiving became Independence Day