Cheesy Pennies

Today, my son is finishing up his first year of college .  He'll be going to one last class, saying goodbye to his roommate and friends ...

When my kids were little, whenever my sister was visiting she'd give them a "Word of the Day". We'd be at the breakfast ...

When I was growing up, one of the many signs of Easter was watching The Sound of Music  on TV.  My sister and I would sit, entranced, gazing...

When we were growing up, my parents threw a lot of dinner parties.   My dad would spend hours making special mix tapes for the reel-to-reel ...

We went a little nuts with the baking for this year's Holiday Open House , even more so than usual . Mini pecan tarts .   Choco...

That line comes at the end of this wonderful scene in Tootsie . Teri Garr points an accusing finger at the lying Michael, says the lin...

Here's the thing about blogging, at least the way I do it.  I cook something, and then I write about it after we eat it*.   Days, weeks,...

In the Hopi language, the word Koyaanisqatsi means "unbalanced life"*. I'm pretty sure some time-travelling Hopi shaman fol...

And some pound cake, too. Let's just say it was a very good day, mate. I totally remember watching this on TV, partially becaus...

There are winter fruitcakes, and there are summer fruit cakes.  Hands down, the summer ones are way better*. And little vanilla, lemon and...

I received some amazing gifts for Mother's Day: I slept in, got some exercise, then read the paper and  this excellent post . ...

The night before our brief spring break getaway, I had literally done nothing to get ready for the trip.    I hadn't packed.   I ...

The thing about kids is, they can't stay kids forever*. They pull themselves up on the edge of that coffee table. And the next thing ...

For those who want their cappuccino in a cup*: For those who want their cappuccino in a cupcake:

One the books I used to love reading to the kids was The Stinky Cheese Man , by Jon Scieszka & Lane Smith*, and our collective favorite...

We've been waiting very patiently. Sunscreen containers almost empty. Sweaters freshly dry cleaned. Boots polished. Cozy pashminas ...

My grandparents lived in a purple house. It was in a less-than-great neighborhood of plain row houses in the flats of San Francisco, and I ...

In 1994, the scariest thing on the river was Kevin Bacon. In 2012, it was my daughter in the front of the raft singing " Mr. Cello...