A continuation of the books I read in 2011. Read about April. May By the time I got around to reading it, I’d forgotten all of the reviews of Elizabeth Strout‘s Olive Kitteridge. I̵...
I’m many things, but a New Years resolutionist I am most certainly not. That said, I am trying to be a bit more positive-minded, as opposed to my regular the-glass-isn’t-just-hal f-empty-...
I have a fantastic memory. This isn’t a grandiose statement, not in the least. It’s plain fact. I can describe what I wore to the first day of class for all four years of high school, ...
I am completely behind on most things in my life, so it makes complete sense to me that I would be writing about Thanksgiving almost two weeks later. Time may have passed, but I’m still feelin...
Keith and I were supposed to spend last Saturday night at Eleven Madison Park, a favorite restaurant of ours in New York, but Irene threw a wrench in our plans. Mayor Bloomberg shut down the city, a...
Yesterday Keith and I drove to New York, where we are now and where we picked up our new puppy. He’s a whippet, born April eighth. We’ve named him Fergus Henderson, after the chef at St....
Keith and I just spent three weeks in Southeast Asia; during that time we were in Manila, Hanoi, Halong Bay, Siem Reap, Boracay and Hong Kong. It was a lot of fun, but man — that’s a lot of st...
The image in my new header is from my first meal at Eleven Madison Park in 2009. The image in my previous header is from my meal at La Alqueria in 2007. They were two very dissimilar meals, but both...
It was time for a change. Bye-bye, orange-and-black. “Baby Say Goodbye” by Waaves.
When I started this blog, I was determined to stick to my three topics: food, books and travel. The world is simply too full of too many topics, and I wanted to stay focused. I’m breaking my r...
Here I am now, at home. I love traveling, and I love going places, and even though I’ve been to Asia more times than I can count, each trip is still amazing and fun and exciting. That said, I...
I’ve just gotten back to Manila from a trip to Hanoi and Siem Reap, and tomorrow morning I’m off yet again, this time to Boracay. The thing about traveling, particularly in this part of ...
Keith and I spent Easter Sunday with my family at my uncle’s weekend house in Tagaytay, which is about thirty miles or so south of Manila. Everyone calls my uncle’s place “The Farm,...
There really does seem to be a song for almost every post, doesn’t there? This time tomorrow I’ll be somewhere over the Pacific. Maybe. Crossing the International Date Line always messe...
I think I’m going to see how many song titles or lyrics I can match up the subjects of my posts. Last month, I mentioned I had a few exciting things coming up. One of those exciting things in...
Last night Melissa and I took a knife skills class at the Cambridge School of Culinary Arts; Keith had given me a gift certificate for a class years ago, along with an eight-inch Global chef’s ...
Yesterday I came home from my parents’ house in New York; I went to take the dog to the vet to be put to sleep. It would be an understatement to say that I am a wreck, my mother is a wreck, my...
It’s been a while, friends, but I’m back, and we have so much to catch up on. I still have to tell you about my dinner at elBulli last November, and there are some pretty exciting things...
I’ve been back from Maine a sad many months now, so I suppose it’s well past time for me to discuss the books I read while sitting on the beach for a week — I mean, I still have to tell ...
Call it what you want — fall, autumn, I love it. Today was the kind of November day that makes me want to loop my favorite scarf* around my neck, wiggle my fingers into my gloves and take the dog out...
I was trying to come up with a clever title, but title-making is not a strength, and besides — being clever shouldn’t be an effort. Either you are, or you aren’t. In my case, sometimes ...
I’m going to elBulli. After about six years of trying, we were able to get a dinner reservation in November. I’ll be writing about the meal, obviously, but I’ll also write about ge...
If you haven’t read any of The Hunger Games trilogy yet, I envy you. This means you can go out to your local bookstore to purchase it and its sequels Catching Fire and Mockingjay, and read all...
I love the library. Growing up, I was the girl whose mother refused to drive in more than once a week. If I had been able to drive at seven — or see over the wheel, or reach the pedals, or drive stic...
Earlier this year, Keith and I went to New Orleans for a relaxing, boozy sort of trip. I’m not embarrassed to say I’m not much of a drinker and that I’m a terrible drinking compani...
I should warn you, I’m writing this while (still) sick so I’m not promising much coherence. Oh, this sickness has nothing to do with this book or its content. It has to do solely with t...
It’s been raining a lot lately here in Massachusetts, and I hate it. You would think that instead of bemoaning the torrential and nonstop downpour, I’d at least be celebrating the fact t...
About four or five years ago, my friend Marcella and I had a shared blog where we wrote about — well, we wrote about pretty much whatever we wanted. One of the brilliant ideas we had, if I do say so...
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