When Saturday shines and Sunday sparkles

A fantastic weekend doesn’t necessarily have to be anything fancy. In fact, a collection of simple moments strung together over the course of 48 hours or so can completely define a great weekend. While the weather may have been The luxury of not leaving the house for my usual Saturday morning errands and yoga and … Continue reading When Saturday shines and Sunday sparkles

Sunday dinner at Osteria Danny

After what feels like years, I finally got to Saratoga’s beloved Osteria Danny. I had dined once before in the physical space where Danny is located, many years ago, when it was a northern outpost of my Albany fav, Cafe Capriccio, but hadn’t been able to find my way back until last weekend when circumstances … Continue reading Sunday dinner at Osteria Danny

Art (of) Mexican

Last Sunday, my fella and I road tripped south to Beacon’s Dia modern art museum. To be completely truthful our destination was completely secondary to the fact that we were seeking a good midway point between Albany and Long Island City. You see, one of my 41 paternal first cousins was in town from Ireland … Continue reading Art (of) Mexican

10 great things I did this past weekend in upstate New York.

Friday night I went to the beautiful Argus Hotel for an event. It was a cocktail party fundraiser for Historic Albany and the space was absolutely gorgeous. I didn’t take full advantage of the venue and explore the guest rooms, but I did take a few moments to imagine how civilized it would be to sit … Continue reading 10 great things I did this past weekend in upstate New York.

Wine me a river – The Peripheral Wine Fest in Hudson

You know how sometimes you imagine how something is going to be and it ends up being totally different in reality? I’m not speaking in code, here, either. This is not about romance or relationships. What I’m trying to say is more like, you picture one thing and from the moment you arrive there are … Continue reading Wine me a river – The Peripheral Wine Fest in Hudson

I dream of words

The other night when I woke up for my usual nocturnal visit to the bathroom, I opened my eyes with an unusual dream fresh in my memory. It was odd because my mind wasn’t filled with images or sounds or sensations from the dream I had been having, it was only occupied by words, and … Continue reading I dream of words