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Category Archives: F & B
A Week in the Life: Manic Monday
I arrived in London relatively unscathed. I always do. (I think I have about 12 dozen photos of my feet snapped at immigration at Heathrow.) The driver met me and we sped off to Central London. By “sped,” I mean, “we sat … Continue reading
Posted in F & B, friends, My Life in Airports, On the road again
Tagged a week in the life, friends, London
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Answered Unquestioned
In the continuing spirit of me serving not as a role model or an example, rather as a horrible warning to you all, I should tell you about how I “celebrated” Mothers Day with my friend JM. JM is Miss … Continue reading
Posted in F & B, friends, musings, Stuff and Things
Tagged airports, Central Park, family, frederic, friends, new york, upper east side, Winesday
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Love is All Around
I am becoming a Single Girl Stereotype, like something out of Central Casting. If we’re being generous, maybe I am Mary Richards for the New Millennium. I made the Mary joke once at a party, and someone said: Mary Richards, … Continue reading
Gift of Finest…Rice?
This is my last morning in Asia, and over breakfast, I texted Strand (paraphrased): Have I mentioned that I don’t feel nearly as crap as I thought I would after this kind of travel, plus having been in Europe the … Continue reading
Posted in balance, F & B, friends, On the road again, Try, Tutorials From Hell
Tagged new adventures, oddities, recovery, travel
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An Englishman in New York
Another day; another hour of sitting in the British Airways lounge at JFK. This has all become an exercise in existential roadwarriorism. Why am I here; where is this next flight taking me? What are we doing? I always look … Continue reading
Kindly
There’s an old episode of South Park where the boys enter a bar, and the scene is set up a bit like an old-timey Western, and someone says: We don’t take kindly to folks who don’t take kindly around here… … Continue reading
Milk Made
I think there are two types of people in this world: people who drink milk, and people who don’t know what they are missing. An acquaintance of mine recently confessed that she lies about being “lactose intolerant” because she doesn’t … Continue reading
Prepared Cheese Product
For some reason, the Winesday crowd has experienced a number of romantic breakups lately. With that in mind, yesterday, we found ourselves in the midst of another breakup. While Strand was upset, angry, and going through all of the motions … Continue reading
Posted in balance, F & B, friends, home
Tagged drinks, new adventures, oddities, skeletons, Winesday
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Terrible Twos
Winesday turned two this past week. Given my abject fear of commitment, and my inherent ability to screw up intimate relationships, this was no small feat. The origin of Winesday is a pretty ordinary tale — Miss Mal, Kate and … Continue reading
Posted in F & B, friends, home, relationships
Tagged family, friends, home, new york, upper east side, Winesday
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Adventures in Blind Dating, Take Two
I talked to my mother yesterday. Well, I ranted and she listened. When are you going out on your blind date? This week. He wanted to go out on Saturday, but I was on on-call. (I volunteer in a hospital … Continue reading
