The French call it apéritif, the Italians call it aperitivo. Whatever it’s called, I’m a huge fan and I ‘m always on board! Derived from the Latin verb, apirire, it literally means to *open the palate*. It refers to the…
June 2008
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Our farmers markets are brimming with fresh, sweet, juicy, ruby-red strawberries. I love to eat them right from the basket. In fact, many don’t make it on the car ride home. I also love to come up with quick, easy…
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Budget Travel ran an article listing the Top 50 reasons to visit NYC. That gave Cherrye and I an idea for this TTT installment, listing the reasons to visit where we live. So, without further ado, here is my Top 20 List for…
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You all know I am a wine lover, but even I can't bring myself to pop the cork on my favorite Cote du Rhone or Chianti in the blistering heat of the summer. No, at that point, it is time…
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Sunset on the river Seine, Paris shot in the Square du Vert-Galant at the tip of the Ile de la Cité The Pont des Arts, in the foreground, is the only wooden pedestrian footbridge on the Seine. I love the bird and the…
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Thanks for all your wonderful responses to my lovely Peony Bouquet! I let the Random Number Generator pick the winner….and it picked comment #8. Congratulations Erin of Fully Alive, Ready to Smile. Isn't that a great name for a blog?! Erin,…
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This Travel Tip Tuesday, we are talking about US airline fees. Lots and lots of fees. And they are rising before our very eyes. Do you remember when you would stand on line at airport check-in behind a family of…
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Pissaladière is the best of two of my favorite worlds colliding. France and Italy. Nice and the South of France are so close to the Italy border that there should be no surprise that influences in food, culture and language exist…
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Peonies. Prose. And Prizes. Large drooping blossoms Bright pink, pale pink, white, even peppermint striped They start tight as a little round ball and gradually, silky petal after silky petal they triple their girth Those fat pom-pom like blossoms, cheering…