I wondered this morning if you would serve us ortolan, a fellow book lover quipped as she left our home. She was joking, of course, as the practice of eating this French delicacy has, fortunately, for animal lovers like me who equate it with barbarism, been outlawed. I was, however,…
It’s been more than two years since I lost that night of sleep over this. If I were to create a new blog category for posts, it would be seasons, because surely I somehow skipped into a new one that allowed a little bit of time for this … an…
She came running out in her housecoat. We had hired an unknown company to climb an oak tree to clear out the dead and raise the canopy. She produced the business card of a certified arborist for the next time, and to ensure our careful stewardship of the woodland behind…
It started with a movie. Sick (literally) to miss a young friend’s wedding, J. pulled up the blanket on my day in bed and turned on the 2006 romantic comedy starring Russell Crowe that my brother confesses to watching a dozen times. When I mentioned to him recently that I…
I was lamenting to our daughter how hard the road must be for a parent today. If I pray anything for them, I said, I pray for faith to come as natural as breathing. Jesus like air. That’s what you always prayed for us, she said. And that is true,…
My best balcony person played matchmaker for this Table Talk conversation with international supermodel Christa Rude Vazeos. Few of us would understand what it takes for an American girl to move to Paris at 16 and, over 30 years of modeling on every continent except Antarctica, be found by…