For my birthday this year, Allen and I went to Westerly, Rhode Island. I am often drawn to the ocean for my birthday trips, and I'm starting to run out of coastal towns to visit within a two-hour radius of Boston. But I hadn't been to the southwestern part of Rhode Island yet, so I... Continue Reading →
That French Feeling Continued
A new French pastry shop opened in my neighborhood about a month ago. I've been hearing tales of long lines on the weekends, so I've been waiting to pop in on a quiet weekend morning. I went around 10:00 am the other day and there were four people in line at the tiny shop. Lakon... Continue Reading →
Afternoon Tea in Rockport
Being an Anglophile, I love having afternoon tea. I love the tea; I love the food; I love the pretty china and white tablecloths and serene ambiance. A friend and I took a day trip to Rockport, MA, the other day. Before our outing, I visited Tripadvisor.com, as I always do before a trip. We... Continue Reading →
That French Feeling
A few friends and I met for brunch at a French café called Café Sauvage the other day. It was small but tastefully decorated, and it had the feeling of a European café because of its small round tables scrunched together, with groups of people sitting elbow to elbow, engaged in lively conversation. My friend... Continue Reading →
Troop 6000
I've been eating Girl Scout cookies for the past 40 years or so, so the cookies are definitely not new to me. I still remember the trauma from having to sell them door to door when I was a kid. As an introvert, the experience was kind of painful. But I got through it, year... Continue Reading →
