May Day musings

Yesterday was my middle son’s birthday. Delivering him was one of the greatest physical accomplishments of my life. Today is my mother’s 87th birthday. Being able to navigate to the place where the relationship she and I share resides, is one of my greatest emotional achievements. Once again this year, we have a pair of … Continue reading May Day musings

Parlons de la food, part deux

After 3 nights in Marseille we caught a train to Nice where we would spend the remaining 4 nights of our spring vacation. The train ride, primarily along the coast, provided great views and welcome shelter from what would end up being the rainiest day of the week. Once settled into our port view apartment, … Continue reading Parlons de la food, part deux

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

That time I fell in love in Boston

Me and Boston have some history, with much of it not being very positive. I mean, how could it be? I’ve been a Yankees fan my entire life! Baseball aside, though, there are a myriad of reasons why Boston just never measured up to my own definition of a city. A. It’s kind of small. … Continue reading That time I fell in love in Boston

Lovely Leuca

After three nights in Polignano, it was time for our next stop - Santa Maria di Leuca. This seaside town is at the very bottom of Italy’s heel and attracted my attention with its location which is precisely where the Ionian and Adriatic seas meet. For future reference - any place which offers the chance … Continue reading Lovely Leuca

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