If you loved it, you fed it: a Mother’s Day Post, recipe included

That's Bubby grinning in front with Aunt Ann next to her and in back, (l-r), Aunt Adele, Mom (aka "Aunt Irlene"), Aunt Bessie & Aunt Freda. My family was comprised of women who were not warm and fuzzy. They were efficient. Mom, in particular, was not all shy about noting the shortcomings of her offspring. … Continue reading If you loved it, you fed it: a Mother’s Day Post, recipe included

Pandemic musings from a virtual reference librarian

There’s a lot of noise out here right now, as everyone screams silently from wherever they’re holed up.  Sweetheart and I are holed up at home and beyond grateful. Our jobs haven’t been dramatically affected. Having previously weathered extended periods of under- and unemployment, we fully understand and appreciate how lucky we are. The last … Continue reading Pandemic musings from a virtual reference librarian

Long-dead hypochondriac & sports fan’s life lessons on managing COVID-19

The night our father went missing, my sister hung out in her bedroom, reading “The Boys of Summer” by Roger Kahn. Dad had given her the book, and she figured reading it might help bring him home.  That was 46 years ago (or will be, this coming Saturday). This morning, in an email, she told … Continue reading Long-dead hypochondriac & sports fan’s life lessons on managing COVID-19

Keep your eyes on the road & know your limits: An Impeachment Inquiry Vignette

Wednesday, while listening to Gordon Sondland’s testimony in the Impeachment Inquiry as I drove to a doctor’s appointment for which I turned out to be five minutes and 24 hours late, I called my sister. She picked up, 100 percent “That Annoyed Person Interrupted by an Unwanted Phone Call.”   “I’m trying to watch the Impeachment … Continue reading Keep your eyes on the road & know your limits: An Impeachment Inquiry Vignette

‘Hamilton’ lyrics hit home for me & my sister: who tells our cousin’s story?

On Halloween, Sweetheart and I saw “Hamilton,” which is finally touring. It would probably be more accurate to say that I finally saw “Hamilton” and Sweetheart came along for the ride. He knows I wouldn’t have spent gobs of money and dragged him out on a work night if I hadn’t been pretty certain he’d … Continue reading ‘Hamilton’ lyrics hit home for me & my sister: who tells our cousin’s story?

Gelato, Gravlax & other Foodgasms: eating in the Euro Zone

Two days ago, in Rome, I had five different flavors of gelato. Three before pizza (in a dish) and two after (in a cone). Then, we walked to the Trevi Fountain. If anyone is wondering about flavors, the cup was stracciatella (chocolate chip)/a vanilla with pistachio nuts, chocolate ribbons, and cappuccino. The cone was pecorino & … Continue reading Gelato, Gravlax & other Foodgasms: eating in the Euro Zone

Guest post: The Cooking Class, With Attempts at Salesmanship and Decluttering Thrown In

by Debby Waldman For my sister’s 60th birthday this year, my husband and I invited her to join us on a two week trip to Italy and France. In turn, Amy offered to treat me to an early birthday gift, a cooking class in Sardinia. She organized the class through a travel blogger, Claudia Tavani, who … Continue reading Guest post: The Cooking Class, With Attempts at Salesmanship and Decluttering Thrown In

Great bread, Phoenician ruins and lost stuff: the first few days of my European adventure

The good news: I'm eating bread without getting sick. I don't have a bread picture. This sea bream was my first entree in Sardinia, presented by Julio, who has worked in Australia & Ireland and would like to come and work in the US. The bad news: My alpaca shawl* and ipod* got lost in … Continue reading Great bread, Phoenician ruins and lost stuff: the first few days of my European adventure

On my way, featuring the Amy Waldman who isn’t me & not a single photo

Greetings from Seat 6A and the Milwaukee-to-Toronto leg of my Grand European Birthday Adventure.  I consider it a good omen that my seat number is the same as mine & Debby’s favorite road in Cape Cod. It winds (to paraphrase a famous song about another road) from West Barnstable to Provincetown. On the West Barnstable … Continue reading On my way, featuring the Amy Waldman who isn’t me & not a single photo

Magic hats and appendices: Let the packing commence!

On Labor Day here in the US, I began piling up what I want to bring on my Big European Adventure, commencing Friday. “Want” is not an accidental adjective. Some of what I pile up is not going to make the cut. That said, I have put a fair bit of thought into what I’m … Continue reading Magic hats and appendices: Let the packing commence!