A journey of self-discovery by way of the kitchen
One of the things that I miss about working at my recent job was coming into the office on Monday mornings and finding a harvest of vegetables picked from the gardens of my fellow colleagues. A few of them, like my friend Jim, would set aside some of their spoils just for me because they … Continue reading When life gives you bell peppers, make stuffed peppers
I love my baby sister, Samantha, dearly. Despite our 13-year-age difference, we have a typical sibling relationship. One minute we are driving each other crazy. The next minute, we’ll have each other in stitches laughing at one of our own foibles, or some crazy event in our day. We are probably more alike than we … Continue reading A tale of two hotels
I am a huge fan of Malcolm Gladwell. I first read one of his books, “David and Goliath: Underdogs, Misfits, and the Art of Battling Giants,” in the book club I belonged to at the time and I was hooked. He has a way of taking two disparate concepts and finding the link between them … Continue reading Memories etched by feelings and taste
If you follow my blog on a regular basis, you may recall that I’ve already bid adieu to my dream kitchen at least twice this year. I am starting to feel like Cher on her farewell tour because over the course of two consecutive weekends, I’ve had a return engagement at my kitchen to cook. … Continue reading An Assist in the Kitchen
I am not sure how Cinco de Mayo came to be a big bar celebration akin to St. Patrick’s Day. Somehow a date commemorating the Mexican army’s unlikely defeat of Napoleon’s army in the Battle of Puebla is celebrated with rounds of margaritas and shots of tequila—a much better drink selection than the kitschy green … Continue reading Cinco de Mayo, Interrumpido
When I first marked on my calendar that today, February 22, was National Margarita Day, it was cold and damp—a typical February day. I was not in the frame of mind for margaritas, nor could I fathom why we would celebrate margaritas in February when I still had sidecars, white cosmos and cider on the … Continue reading It’s National Margarita Day, Hooray!
One of my oldest friends is a guy I’ve known since elementary school. I first met Vern Roseman on the playground at Our Lady of Sorrows and later reconnected with him when he pledged my service fraternity, Alpha Phi Omega at Maryland. A big guy with an even bigger heart, Vern’s easy smile and nerdy … Continue reading Fuel for the Party
