Our apartment is a tropical rainforest.
There are several reasons why I believe this to be the case. Exhibit A: The sweet potato forest that sprung up in our ...
After yet another disappointing Saturday morning at Weight Watchers (I stayed the same, even though last Sunday’s dinner at The Queen’s Hideaway was my ...
This morning at our local farmer’s market I ran into Liza Queen, chef-owner of The Queen’s Hideaway, a new restaurant in Greenpoint, Brooklyn. I wrote about it for ...
So I’m sick. I caught the sore throat/cough/cold bug that’s been going around—S had it last week and I thought I’d dodged the bullet once he ...
After this weekend’s pity party, I’ve recovered nicely, thanks to all of you (and some gym-induced endorphins). We now return you to ...
After missing three consecutive meetings (two because of our Maine trip, and last Saturday we had a wedding), I finally went back to Weight Watchers today. I ...
Now, I’m not the type of woman who goes around trumpeting her isn’t-he-incredible husband. Yes, occasionally I feel the need to get a little mushy, ...
Yeah, it’s hot. Too hot to turn on the oven. Too hot to do much more than lie down in a dark room and wait for ...
I can’t figure out why I keep putting off writing about our trip, but it’s come to feel like a chore. Bizarre, isn’t it, how something that one does voluntarily ...
Well, one of you is, anyway. I was just looking at my stats, as I like to do from time to time–it gives me a warm, gooey feeling to see ...