Interesting thing I’ve noticed recently. When I’m feeling out of sorts, I can’t write (that part is not the revelation since I’ve known that for awhile now), but I can cook (there is your revelation). Over the holidays with the normal stress plus a whole lot extra personal stuff thrown in, writing was totally... »

So I got Mastering the Art of French Cooking by Julia Child for Christmas. It’s 684 pages, not counting all the index pages in the back which are numbered with Roman numerals that I can’t decipher because I went to public school. This tome weighs a good ten pounds and though I far outweigh... »

Christmas is upon us. I know this because my friend Donna is on her annual pre-Christmas pilgrimage to Arthur Avenue in the Bronx today to buy all the delicacies necessary for her family’s Christmas Eve dinner. You can buy just about anything there. Lamb, goat, rabbit, fresh baked Olive or Prociutto Bread, imported Columbian... »

Judging by the title, you might think I’m suggesting you eat hot, creamy baked macaroni and cheese off your lover’s naked body. No, that’s not what I had in mind, but now that you mention it, it’s not a bad idea. I am talking about indulging. True life example. My friend told me about the new... »

Sometimes the simpler things seem better. For instance, to me it seems that times were simpler back in the old days. Like back in the day when problems on TV were solved in 22 minutes (ala the “Marsha, Marsha, Marsha” episode from the Brady Bunch). Before today’s teen shows where 15 year olds are pregnant... »

First, an apology for being missing in action for a week. Besides decorating the house for Christmas, and cleaning, shopping and cooking for Thanksgiving, I also organized my high school reunion, which was the day after Thanksgiving. But more than making excuses, it’s the reunion and seeing people I haven’t seen for 5 years,... »