It’s been years since the sun has been shining on Memorial Day weekend. Last year, if I remember correctly, there was a cold drizzle and we fled only because we were just too cold and damp in our summer mentalities. This year, we had spectacular sunshine the better part of the weekend and because of …
Okay, the sound isn’t great, it’s muddy and the acoustics in the hall weren’t the best, the voices are under-amplified, but check it out: Our ukulele club played I Will Survive onstage at the Northwest Folklife Festival yesterday. It ruled. In case you’re wondering, I’m the bouncy one in the white flowered headdress and the …
Setting: In the car, in the alley behind Husky Deli. We’d just stopped to get ice cream to bring to the perfect summer BBq. I’m driving. Me: Whoa, check out the snappy looking gent at the bus stop. His tie matches the Easy Street pink star. J [Rolling down the window]: Is there anyone behind …
Flying Ruinair in Germany is like shopping in Aldi but knowing there is a Marks and Spencer or a Sainsbury store nearby where the prices are also Lidl. I wasn’t sure what was bugging me about Ruinair until I came across that particular passage. The book is funny, snarky, self deprecating, all thing things I …
I’m a sucker for an exotic cookbook. Our stunning variety of ethnic grocery stores means that here in Seattle, we are able to fearlessly ferret out the bizarre and nonstandard ingredients. And our diverse community means that even the local Safeway has quite an impressive selection of ethnic foods. A good thing, diversity is. I’m …
I’m not getting out much – too busy replenishing the coffers and envying our friends who are in New York or Cochin or moving to posh new digs in London. That’s why I’m hosting the Carnival of Cities. If I can’t get there physically, I’ll settle (for now) for a virtual visit. It doesn’t exactly …