Leave it to my mother’s influence to bring me out of a Juliet Rome (baby season) sabbatical. We hosted a small, pre-Thanksgiving gathering, and she arrived with a family favorite dip. Oh, I said, I hadn’t planned on appetizers and don’t have crackers. Puzzling this, not really believing it, Are…
One of the first gift’s our darling DIL (daughter in love) gave J. was a piñata for his birthday. This is the girl who brought from her family to ours the tradition of hats and party bead necklaces to punctuate a celebration, so no surprise when she shared this text from…
Another beloved niece just said I do. In a wedding shower celebrating her, inside an intimate circle of advice, she sat storytelling about the time she spends in the kitchen with her groom. I have eaten the delectable evidence of their deep dive into culinary adventures I would never attempt.…
Inside 30 minutes I answered—easily five or more times—the same questions. Touching our rescued-from-consignment, restored antique pine dining table and motioning to the places around it, did you bring this furniture with you? Oh, I can see you sitting here and your husband sitting there and your friends around you.…
A favorite client texted to say he and his wife were in the area of our loft having dinner and would like to come over with wine and dessert to share triple good news. They arrived with a trio of small-plate wonders. I could focus on those. They were beautiful.…