HOME– Walking down the grocery aisle, I find myself slipping another Sabra Hummus into my cart. I am a Sabra junkie. It’s the only packaged hummus that keeps me coming back for more. Open my refrigerator, on any random day, and you will find the red plastic tub on the middle shelf. Unless we’ve eaten [...]
HOME– I would not make a good spy. And to use some of our choice new household language (developed just for Mazy), I might describe myself as “Bad spy. Bad spy girl.” Prime example: I never knew a secret subculture of society (yes, our red-blooded American brethren) exists and will only openly approach you if [...]
HOME–On a recent blustery afternoon, we made reservations for the evening at a new Italian restaurant. In my mind’s eye, I conjured up a plate of thick, al dente, hand torn pasta. This is what I would order: chewy squares of semolina pasta drizzled in olive oil and sprinkled with fried capers or lemon peel [...]
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Day 28. Happy 90th Birthday, Aunt Sue! (9)
