Back when LiveJournal was the leading blogging platform, I didn't quite understand the concept of being 'found' on the Internet. I wrote, unapologet...
Water is never listed as an ingredient in cocktail recipes, and yet it exists in almost every single one. Many people don't think twice about why ...
Sometimes, when I'm feeling wanderlust, all I have to do is pick up a drink. They say that smell is the strongest sense tied to memory, but as che...
"I want to show you something," she often says with pride these days. Sometimes, it is a new toy. Sometimes, a "fancy trick" on the playground (cu...
Back when my grandmother's Alzheimer's was in its early stages, she called my grandfather and asked him to pick her up. When he asked her where, she...
We're waiting, and eating. I can't tell you how much the past seven months have challenged me, mentally. Sure, there have been physical changes, t...
When I lived in Italy, I learned three very important things. Don't talk about God. Don't talk about politics. And eat pasta as a first course. I'...
While we're off in Sicily, we invited a few folks that we admire to guest post on Turntable Kitchen. For the food side, I asked contributors to wr...