On Casablanca, Solo Moviegoing, and Time Travel

Last night I made my way to the cinema to see a special TCM screening of CASABLANCA in honor of its 70th anniversary. It was not meant to be a solo adventure, but plans fell through, and going alone was a small price to pay for seeing one of my favorite classic films on the … Continue reading On Casablanca, Solo Moviegoing, and Time Travel

This Recipe Will Change Your Life

This recipe will change your life. That was the promise.  She’d thought nothing of it, to be honest.  After all, it had been a rough morning. In truth, it had been a rough week, a rough month, a rough quarter, a rough year, and, when it all added up, a rough decade — made all … Continue reading This Recipe Will Change Your Life

A Valentine’s Reflection

Last week, I let my journalistic roots run free and did a bit of informal polling/interviewing on twitter and facebook about people's opinions on Valentine's Day.  A few interesting stories popped up, and for that my writer's mind is excited and grateful, but not a single person came out in unadulterated support of the holiday.  … Continue reading A Valentine’s Reflection

[Memories of Paris] The Artist in Montmartre

By the time we reached Paris, I’d more or less given up on my admittedly silly fantasy of capturing the heart of an impossibly handsome British or otherwise pleasantly-accented man during our two-week adventure across the pond.  I still made an effort to look presentable each day — we were in Paris after all — … Continue reading [Memories of Paris] The Artist in Montmartre

[Memories of Paris] Culture & Creature Shock

The first day in a new city can be a bit of a trial.  Throw in different culture, different customs, different transportation, different street signs, and a language barrier, and you can pretty much count on lusting after your pillow by the time night falls.  However, most people who travel to foreign lands know to … Continue reading [Memories of Paris] Culture & Creature Shock

[Memories of Paris] Food

There’s an old dieters’ method that involves indulging in a single bite of dessert and tossing the rest.  The idea is that nothing tastes as good as the first bite anyway, so you get your little indulgence without the caloric bomb and ensuing guilt. Honestly, I’ve never been a fan of such tricks anyway.  Smaller … Continue reading [Memories of Paris] Food