“Are you here for pick-up?” asked the nice young lady as I approached the hostess stand. “Nope. Lunch for one please,” I beamed as her eyebrows shot up involuntarily. She slipped out from behind the counter, skirted the half dozen or so single people hovering waiting for their take-out orders as well as several Door-Dash … Continue reading
The slim, handsome man dressed in a royal blue three-piece suit with a bright yellow tie was standing in the doorway of an apartment building in the French Quarter of New Orleans as I strutted up the street in an LBD (little black dress) and red stilettos. I smiled in his direction and he placed … Continue reading
I was a little girl living in the projects in Brooklyn, New York. Mom worked two jobs, and I was the oldest of three. I still hear Mom’s voice in my head, “Carole Jean, you’re the oldest, so you’re in charge!” What that really meant was I had to wear the house key on a … Continue reading
The thirst for adventure, the undertaking of wild and crazy activity runs in my family. Some say it’s a genetic trait; some say we’re just plain nuts, which is the same thing, really. This is my mom! Look closely; her back foot is not touching Mr. … Continue reading
“Mom, are we Jewish?” asked the little Brooklyn girl. “Only on Jewish holidays when we go to Grandma’s house.” I clearly remember that conversation with my mom when I was seven years old. My best friend, Kathy, asked me if I wanted to go to Sunday School with her at the Dutch Reformed Church in Canarsie, but … Continue reading
… and my eggs are uneven! What are those white fuzzy things on that large egg with the speckles? Oh, chicken feathers. Yes, the eggs came from real, live chickens. The cilantro came out of the earth. These are the small things that remind us of how life really works. Like many of us expats, I lived most of … Continue reading
I got kicked in the stomach today. I was rushing to get out the door to walk to a hair salon where they don’t take appointments on Saturdays – only Tuesdays and Wednesdays, and they don’t speak English, only Spanish. I wanted to quickly check email in case there was news about my husband’s arrival … Continue reading
Black fringe and white fringe enjoying a day at the beach! Magens Bay, St. Thomas, Virgin Islands, is considered one of the top ten beaches in the world. It is the standard by which I judge all beaches due to it being my first exposure to tropical beaches. Growing up in Brooklyn, a day at the … Continue reading
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