Look at that, Loretta Young in 1931, in a movie called “Too Young to Marry.” You have to indulge me today because it’s my birthday, and, love found me thirty-one years ago. Since it’s nearly Valentine’s day I thought I’d share a few memories of my and The Mister’s courtship.…
Category: Valentine’s Day
Dive into a romantic Hollywood mystery for Valentine’s: “Did they know about The Buccaneers?” “It’s a sex club, Ms. Brown.” “You said it was an after-hours club.” “Good, you’re paying attention.” He made a pyramid of his hands, tapped his fingertips against his lips, thought for a moment, then pushed…
Butter lettuce, pickled shallots, pistachios, and cherry tomato salad Parisian pot roast, or Daube, or Étouffée, anyway it involves a chuck roast or a brisket and a lot of braising A crusty baguette A champagne coupe filled with berries and a splash of liquor – Chantilly creme optional Salad: the…
You Don’t Own Me By Vickie Lester The first roof over her head that summer was courtesy of a friend of friend who was house-sitting in a red brick colonial on a leafy street in Brookline. The house’s owner, a Political Science professor, little suspected that his home was harboring…
I run my fingers through my silver locks, avoiding the mirror. Damn my reflection – time just won’t behave, and damn sun-kissed California and gravity for subjecting me to this ordeal. I should be slimming for the Academy Awards, which are next week, yet here I am contemplating a crème…