More and More and Even More Stuff!

I’ll admit it.  Once upon a time, I enjoyed shopping.  I mean REALLY enjoyed shopping.  I liked to look at what was out there in the market place.  It was more an aesthetic experience than a consumer one.  Truthfully, I couldn’t afford to buy much, but I very much enjoyed looking. Today, we’re hearing about…

Bali Hai Redux

Do you know the song Bali -Hai from the musical South Pacific?  I loved every musical I saw growing up and knew the lyrics to all of them.  When I first saw the Florida Keys in 1958, I immediately began to sing Bali-Hai.  Not a perfect fit for the occasion, but close enough to satisfy my attraction…

The Foodie’s Heaven

Almost from the moment we set foot in Kyoto, my foodie husband is scouting for new restaurants in our neighborhood that have opened in our absence.  As hyped as I am to be sure to see the most intriguing gardens, sublime temples, cool museums and Japanese design shops, he’s on the edge of his seat…

My ( Granddaughter’s )Obsession with 7-Eleven!

I thought it would be interesting to get a different take on Japan than mine from my 12 year old granddaughter.  When she agreed to blog, I thought she was just being accomodating, but sure enough, she wrote as a guest blogger. My Obsession With 7-Eleven By Lulu Marsetti, Age 12 My name is Lulu…

Party Time in Kyoto

What better time or place to throw a party than in the spring at our apartment in Kyoto?  We had friends CA friends visiting Kyoto for a few days, my more-than-able-son-in-law visiting and several Kyoto friends we were eager to see again. At the suggestion of a friend, we easily decided on a party.  We…

A Half Day in the Life (cont’d)

If you ever need an excuse for overindulgence, just bring along some children for whom the word excess holds no meaning. So, the day began yesterday with our family gathering for breakfast at a small restaurant we’d discovered a few years ago.  It’s an Hawaiian import, specializing in taking a humble pancake and pushing it…

My History of Eating Part Two

The sixties were the harbinger of change on many fronts, including our eating habits.  Our palates became more discriminating and adventurous, as we moved from place to place during those years. The New Haven Years We left Miami, Florida in the late 1960’s to move to New Haven, Connecticut, stronghold of the apizza. Here, we…