This is a Wine Tasting, Not a Bar
So, getting back to the Flower Show and my grandmother’s annual pilgrimage to Philadelphia: its 5pm on Thursday and a few of my dad’s co-workers have…
We’re Just Here to See the Wine and Drink the Flowers
Sometimes I have normal weeks, by which I mean I can churn out several reasonably coherent (and typo-free) blog posts in addition to everything else I’m…
Red Wine + an Unlimited Text Plan + an Eligible Bachelor = Italy, of course!
Ladies and gentlemen, we interrupt your regularly scheduled programming to bring you the following announcement: I am having a heart attack. Like seriously. I mean not…
Vintage Ladies and Vintage Wines or, An Afternoon with my Abuela
Tuesday’s debate about cultural assimilation (as it applies to dating, of course) reminded me of a conversation I had with my grandmother last week. She came…
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