I am heartbroken today. My priest died early this morning. If you know me, you know that I’m a dyed in the wool atheist. But once upon a t...

The first time I ever encountered a clafoutis was in 8th grade. My friend Debbie and I made two dishes for an 8th grade French class cooking...

The other day, my kid said to me "can you help me change my bed? There's a hole in my sheet." So I duly climbed the stairs to ...

The girl and I have been working our way through The Office - we are up to season 9 / episode 11, which means that it's coming to an en...

This is not a knitting blog. I am not much of a knitter. I can, however, make a hat - and I made two as Christmas presents and just finish...

I turned the page in the paper today, and learned that Peter Serkin had died . He was a good one, and straddled a line between new and old -...

It's time for another round of charitable crankiness. You may recall that in 2012 I kept every charitable solicitation that arrived by ...

Today's New York Times had an article about Amy Klobuchar ... in the food section. It was titled: A Classic Midwestern Dish Becomes a Ta...

Sometime in December, my sister asked me if I wanted to go to a show. She would get the tickets; it was to be my birthday present. Because t...

I read. A lot. Maybe not as much as some, but I logged 81 books in GoodReads last year. If I were more organized, I'd be able to tell yo...

I have been housecleaning (desk cleaning?) in my office, following a complete (and long overdue) rewrite of the employee handbook. I've ...

There was an article in the Times the other day about a new law in California, that mandates " that every public company in the state s...

Do I begin with the book or the bag? Let's start with Bill. Bill Cunningham's death in 2016 left a hole in the heart of the New Y...

Breakfast over. Presents unwrapped. House tidied again. And the girl and I are off to the movies. I think it's a new tradition - las...

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by...

Another perennial family favorite Christmas "cookie" is the cinnamon toast. I know, right? It is improbably wonderful, kind of ...

I cannot explain this, but one of the family holiday traditions was pigs. Sugar cookies, dough tinted pink, cut out in the shape of pigs. Wi...

For rather a while, the default email signature in my phone's settings has been: -M. (sent by my steam-powered mechanical pigeon) Mo...

I think I am running out of steam. Also, I seem to have left my phone unattended on the coffee table, because there are umpteen selfies of...

The thing about my magpie tendency is that I have two stashes of ribbons - one in Christmas colors of red, green, white, silver and gold - a...