“In France, cooking is a serious art form and a national sport.” ― Julia Child Les Halles Restaurant on 411 Park Avenue South (at 29th Street) is by far one of my favorite French Restaurants when I am in New York. They have another branch downtown…
“Children have never been very good at listening to their elders, but they have never failed to imitate them.” —James Baldwin I wrote this post because I forgot my grandfather’s 90th birthday on the 24th. I mean, how is this even possible? I put the…
“I regret profoundly that I was not an American and not born in Greenwich Village. It might be dying, and there might be a lot of dirt in the air you breathe, but this is where it’s happening.” – John Lennon The General Assembly is…
Hello all of you out there. Time flies no? It is Friday again and is getting chillier in Connecticut. You know, this feeling of waking- up- in- the- middle- of- the -night- and- you- need -a thicker- blanket type of chilly. This week was filled…
“We swallow greedily any lie that flatters us, but we sip only little by little at a truth we find bitter.” – Denis Diderot Have you ever heard of or read anything by Denis Diderot? I studied him in college in one of the philosophy…
“The greatness of a man is not in how much wealth he acquires but in his integrity and his ability to affect those mourned him positively.” – Bob Marley Throughout my journey of owning less the view I have of myself and others has changed…
“The trouble is, you think you have time” – Buddha This post was written because a reader wants to know how I manage my time and money. I need to tell you that I am no expert in either thing. I am just trying and…
This week was all about running around getting thing done. We need vaccinations to visit my husband in Kinshasa/Congo which needs to be scheduled after a ton of paperwork has been filled out. Visa applications, phone calls to make, places to go and of course…
“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.” ― Ernest Hemingway Six months ago I started this blog and to sit down every morning or evening to write has been a constant in my life ever since.…
Last night my son woke up and cried. He rarely does so it must have been all the impressions from the playground or just a bad dream. (Can they possibly have bad dreams already?) I took him to bed with me. All snuggled up against…