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 ...
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 ...
Just before two AM last night, S and I returned home from our week in Port Clyde, Maine. I’m still beat and a bit discombobulated so I ...
Here’s a new clip from this week’s Time Out New York, a piece I wrote about desserts spiked with chili. Researching this one did wonders for my Weight ...
And I do mean news. Words to Eat By gets its first ink! Clement at a la Cuisine was kind enough to email ...
Yesterday was S’s and my first wedding anniversary. I’ve often read that the first year is the hardest but honestly, I’m not sure things could get any ...
Have you ever had a stomach virus so violent you collapsed on the bathroom floor after each round, grateful that the cool tiles took the edge off ...
I had a glass of wine last night. Cabernet, deep and rich and smooth and luscious. No hives!
If you offered me a million dollars I couldn’t explain why my ...
I hate Passover. Most of my favorite foods are forbidden, and in their place we get matzo, the original flatbread. Stick to the roof of your ...
In what must be some kind of Weight Watchers record, I have finally hit the five-pound mark. It only took me fourteen weeks.
The funny thing is—funny odd, ...