so much to do, so little time
Our firm plan was to fly a red-eye. Direct. JFK to Moscow. Nine hours and some. We did get a few sympathetic words from friends about night flight hardships. The plane was scheduled to take off after midnight NY time and land in Sheremetyevo early evening. The …
— Did you tell her she can eat!?!? It was a little after 8 AM on a sunny April Sunday of 2009. I was upstairs in the bathroom getting ready. Downstairs, Tom caught our nine-year-old Lizzie sneaking cereal in the pantry. No, I didn’t tell …
It finally dawned on me that this year November 1 falls on a Thursday which means Thanksgiving is as early as it can be. A person of lists and schedules, for a moment I panicked — it was already the second week of November. — …
My romance with Peruvian food continues. Since I discovered it last fall, I cannot get enough of the ceviches. A while ago, Tom sent me a link to Remezcla, a site geared to Latino Millennials and their story on five best Peruvian restaurants in Paterson, …
Tom and I are adjusting to our newly acquired freedom. It feels like when you get used to carrying a bag on your shoulder and suddenly there’s no need for a bag — something’s missing, forgotten, lost. Such became our Sundays. Still on my autopilot, …
The original plan for the weekend was Jersey Shore but the weather was not cooperating. Over Central Jersey, the radar loop was showing solid green band with occasional yellow-red spots. Since the skies up north looked better, we decided to cross another trip off our …
It is said that the residents of City Island refer to the visitors as “mussel suckers” while calling themselves “clam diggers,” maybe going back to the days when clam digging was in abundance. Clam digging stopped but the name remained. Until 1896, City Island was …
Most people from my neck of the woods prefer driving to the city. I love the bus. What’s not to love: it stops a block away from my house and in 45 minutes it brings me to Times Square. And so much can be accomplished …
It was drizzling and I went to get my rain jacket from the closet. On my right, there was an overflowing laundry basket that wouldn’t close. I looked away from it — to my left. On the way down the stairs, there was a polished …
For years, my friend Terry and I have been thinking about a day in New York together. With that, my belated birthday seemed like the perfect excuse to get in the car and get going. After some planning on my part, this is how the …