I hit a snafu in my reading schedule. I was supposed to review House of Leaves by Mark D. Danielweski this week but I left my Kindle at a friend’s house. When I pulled over to get gas on the way home, I told my husband. His response was: “OMG! Did you call them? Where did you leave it? I have no idea what you are going to do!” He understood my panic. He gets me. Then during a phone call he said: “If you’re not always reading, does this mean I have to talk to you?” Funny guy.
Our next adventure, Dear Readers, is going to take us to Nighthawks in Troy. My first visit was for brunch. Every weekend is something different so try not to fall in love with what you have, like I did. I decided to go with a waffle with almond streusel, fresh blackberries and whipped ricotta. It has been months since I had this and I'm still craving another. The waffle was perfectly fluffy. However the real stars of the plate were the blackberries and almond streusel. I rem
Every morning I sit on my deck after I fill my bird feeder to watch the blue jays and cardinals while I sip on coffee wrapped in a little blanket. Yesterday morning was a bit different. I heard a noise I would normally attribute to a squirrel or two, but this noise was loud. Really loud. I looked to my left and it took me a moment to even focus on what was moving. I initially thought it was a small pig. I stood up to look closer but "it" started moving faster along my tree li
It has been a year today that Gord Downie of the Tragically Hip passed away from terminal brain cancer. In memory, I wanted to share a piece I wrote about him, the band, and me. It was originally published in the Albany Times Union on August 26, 2017 and here it is in its original form. To all the fans who are still mourning this shining star's passing, I am with you. Growing up in a small town five miles from the Canadian border, Massena NY, I have more in common with our no