Today is a double-whammy of grief…anger, denial. What are the other stages of grief? Oh, yeah, bargaining and depression. Acceptance. Add those in, too. It’s Father’s Day, and it’s my dad’s sixth heavenly Father’s Day. He’s fading away from my memory, which pains me when I dwell on it. His voice is too distant now.... Continue Reading →
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 →
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 →
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 →
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 →
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