My Sons, All Grown Up
I have this vision of my children’s future, and, in it, my youngest — currently a rabid Thomas the Tank Engine aficionado — is some kind of engineer. Not necessarily a train engineer, but perhaps involved in aerospace or something appropriately futuristic. He revels in the beauty of mechanics and physics and does what he…
An Unfounded Fear of Quinoa
Last night, I decided what to make for dinner — I was determined to make something healthy and vegetarian — but couldn’t plunge into the chopping and mixing right away. I had to wait a little while for my husband to pick up the remaining ingredients on his way home from work. During this time,…
The Fruit of the Vine, In a Box?
When people come to visit, they’re often surprised at my wine collection. What they see is a mini wine refrigerator and at least two large racks prodigiously stacked with wine bottles. What they don’t see are the reasons behind the backlog of bottles — I rarely drink wine out of bottles anymore. Sure, in our…