Many years ago I was too intimidated to walk into a high end NYC department store such as Berdorf Goodman. My mother favored Saks Fifth Ave when we made our annual visit to NYC. Particularly their pocketbook sales. My guess now is that Berdorf’s intimidated her too. The somewhat haughty “May I help you?” usedContinue reading “Here’s to the Ladies Who Lunch”
Disclosure: I’m Jewish. Food and its consumption are a part of my culture. That might have something to with the attention I’ve paid to food most of my life. Taking it to another level, I married a Jewish man whose Jewish Mother wanted to know when we visited, what we wanted her to cook for dinner.Continue reading “My History of Eating, Part One”
Some things about yourself change during a lifetime , others remain remarkably consistent. But then, some day you are likely to find, as I have, that what had pleased you so consistently doesn’t bring as much pleasure as it once had. I knew I was a “bi” before there was a name for it. IContinue reading “Are You City or Country???”
Uptown, competition for cabs was fierce as the early summer rain poured down in sheets from the ashen sky. Despite my umbrella, In a short time, if I didn’t get out of the rain, I would be soaked through. I counted myself lucky as an available cab suddenly appeared before me. Thinking I could now settle in for a long quiet ride to visit my daughter in Brooklyn, I quickly came to understand that this ride had taken on a life and purpose that I never could have imagined.