Back in 1998, I went on a fishing/camping trip with my father, my husband, three other family members, three guides and a baggage barge guy ...

Did you read the cover story in yesterday's New York Times magazine ? It's titled "Why America’s Black Mothers and Babies Are i...

Sometimes you need a bowl of oatmeal. The addition of a bit of flaked coconut bulks it up without adding much in the way carbohydrates. It d...

Last weekend, I had the great joy of a weekend away with my sister and her wife and my brother's wife, at a fancy schmancy spa. We spent...

Because seriously? You never would have spotted this on-line . The New York Times  Saturday, the 10th of March, 2018 Sports section,...

You know how one thing leads to another? A couple of weeks ago, I was scrabbling around on the internet investigating cauliflower pizza - ...

But Amazon helpfully sent me a list of books I might want "based on [my] browsing history. " Can we connect the dots? The Po...

I fell hard for Julia Turshen's yogurt eggs when the recipe showed up on Food52 . It's delightful - more interesting than a plain fr...

The granola that I grew up on was basically this Crunchy Granola, and always called Crunchy Granola, not just granola - although over time,...

If you ride the subway, you know about Poetry In Motion - a public service project of the MTA wherein poetry replaces advertisements. Thi...

On Sunday, I taught the girl how to make a pot of coffee. And then she delivered a fresh hot cup to my bed. * * * * * * * * * * A couple...

Every year, the politicians campaign, standing around the train station, and in front of Starbucks, and at the farmers market, and anywhere ...

So, you will recall that Peter was a bachelor , in the eyes of my grandmother. Imagine my delight at finding a passage in a Miss Fisher , ...

End of day scotch on the rocks. Laphroaig if you're curious. One ice cube. In the last of my grandmother's little polka dot glasse...

A several weeks old issue of the New Yorker has been sitting on my desk, folded open to a page from an essay by Atul Gawande titled Is Healt...

Yesterday's New York Times crossword was all about the homophones, but jeans/genes wasn't in it. Jeans It is a truth universally...

I confess that I wrote yesterday's post a week ago, scheduling it to run yesterday because yesterday would have been my mother's bir...

A couple of weeks ago, my sister gave me a bag of ephemera: my baby book, a box of our grandfather's letters & schoolwork in German,...

My commute to NYC is not short, but it affords me the luxury of time to read. I read the inky, unwieldy Times, I read books from the librar...

Since yesterday , I've been mulling the pledge I made to donate $24 to a good cause. At first I thought about funding a bit of a classro...