When I grow up

What do you want to be when you grow up? How many times were you asked that question as a child? How many times have you asked it? Do you know the answer? It's a tough question, mostly because we feel limited by the labels in some mythic index of occupations. Besides that, things change.... Continue Reading →

Youthful ideals

A thought struck me early this morning, and I haven't been able to let it go. As a rule (there are always exceptions), people's aspirations tend to diminish with age, and I don't think it's because they've accomplished everything on their list. Seriously, if you're over 40, I'll bet you've at least once rolled your... Continue Reading →

Cash cab

My little miss is heading to Germany for a month this summer. She's super excited to stay with family friends who will "treat her like a person, not a kid." And she wants to do it all by herself; Momma has been instructed not to fly over with her. This kiddo has something to prove: her... Continue Reading →

Eating habits

Not long ago, a friend and I were discussing where to go for dinner. We were still in a getting-acquainted phase, so we hadn't gotten familiar with each other's eating habits yet. In the course of the conversation, he gave me a wry grin and said: I'm not a vegetarian, but sometimes I eat like one.... Continue Reading →

Food fancies

I fancy myself to be a foodie. I like dishes that awaken my palate, juxtapose flavors, surprise my senses. Buttermilk basil sorbet. Brussels sprouts tossed in homemade pomegranate molasses. Duck meat loaf. Stinky cheeses. Anything with arugula. Latte art. There's not much I won't try--unless it features goat cheese or a nasty orange vegetable--and in fact, I relish... Continue Reading →

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