Citi Field. General Admission. Three rows back from the stage. The crowd dances, pulsates really, almost ready to explode. We are midway through Franklin’s Tower. A sea of faded first gen vintage tie dye, many time-stamped for authenticity, mixed with second and third generation variants, with fewer miles on them, and nowhere […]
Stopped eating bread a while ago. I was at a dinner in NYC with a friend of mine and bread came up in conversation. Apparently he doesn’t eat bread, just stopped one-day years ago, yes, years ago, and that fascinated me. Mostly because it had never occurred to me not to eat bread, I […]
One afternoon in the Marais (how cool is that for an opening line?) Teri and Vince were tired from a hectic morning of sightseeing so Adele and I set off to do the father daughter thing. You would think a 15 year old would hide under the bed when her dad suggested shopping but […]
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