New York City is weird. There I said it. It’s weird. Now after 22 1/2 years you would think that this would have become my new normal. In many ways it has. But once and awhile, New York’s strangeness stands out and you just can’t help but take notice. This week was one of thoseRead more
Let me paint the scene for you. It’s 2 am on a Thursday and you just got home from the bar you and a bunch of co-workers went to after the office holiday party. You’ve had a bit too much to drink but you have another holiday party tomorrow night. One where it would beRead more
Throughout the blogosphere a lot of food bloggers include either “peanut butter lover” or “chocolate addict” or something like it in their bios. You never see “marshmallow mavin” or “carrot crazy.” Just a love for one of these foods that is so strong that people, myself included, actually use it to describe themselves. I meanRead more
There was a bust of Elvis in our basement. It was there for as long as I can remember and I honestly had no idea why. It was about 8 inches high and was painted gold. I mean what other color could “The King” be painted. Pink? I don’t think so. Apparently it was a reject from my grandfather’s craft store and we gave it a home. So everyday for years, whenever we’d go downstairs to watch TV, Elvis would flash his signature sneer at us from the bookshelf.
I’m not sure how this tradition came about but the exchange of sweets is as much a part of the holiday as Santa Claus. Every year we are inundated with recipe after recipe for holiday goodies. And every year we dread the amount of work that awaits us. Now I don’t know about you butRead more