Never forget – World AIDS Day, 2020

I don’t know about you, but I certainly never imagined surviving two pandemics in fifty some odd years. As Covid-19 rages in a country often more committed to individual rights to not wear a mask than to preserving health, it almost feels quaint to reflect back on the first pandemic I witnessed - the AIDS … Continue reading Never forget – World AIDS Day, 2020

Small Business Saturday

As someone who has repeatedly broken up with Jeff Bezos only to take him back during a moment of weakness, I understand how it can be a challenge to step away from the convenience of purchasing an array of items from a single “store” and have them delivered to your home. I absolutely get it, … Continue reading Small Business Saturday

Things for which I’m grateful in 2020

The good health of my childrenand my loved ones.Neighbors who host bonfires for socially distanced get togethersand who are capable of, and willing to, spatchcock your Thanksgiving bird.That my days of being a server working my way through college are long goneand that I don’t own a restaurant.My proximity to the Normanskill Farm for quick … Continue reading Things for which I’m grateful in 2020

Sunday morning woodsmoke hair…

...seems like the perfect smell to wake up to on the last day of what has been an excellent week. The aroma of last evening’s socially distanced, neighborhood bonfire lingered in a way that made me smile with satisfaction. It’s been such a good week.What makes a good week in my world? It’s funny because … Continue reading Sunday morning woodsmoke hair…

Modern Love

What do you think of when you read or hear the words “modern love?” The Bowie song? Maybe a contemporary nightmare? The series on Amazon which recently actually filmed locally? Or, perhaps like me, the NYT column in which I dream to one day be published? Confession: it’s a writing fantasy that only comes in … Continue reading Modern Love

(Cauli)Flower Power

As a child, you would have been hard pressed to get me to eat cauliflower - especially with that funky mustard sauce my mother would put on it. It looked like brains to me and, obviously, I had enough of those already. But, as you might have predicted, that changed as I got older and … Continue reading (Cauli)Flower Power