Amy Marsalis usually celebrates Valentine’s Day at home. She sets a beautiful table, while Keith, her husband of 20 years, prepares a delicious meal. If not for COVID, the couple, who love to welcome guests to their home, had debated a red-themed dinner for the holiday. They pictured bolognese, perhaps, maybe a red velvet cake, a tomato appetizer, and, of course, red wine.
On March 18, 1990, around 2 am, two police officers knocked at the employee entrance of the Isabella Stewart Gardner museum. A security guard, breaking protocol, opened the door and allowed them to enter. The fake police officers handcuffed and bound two guards and made off with thirteen pieces of art from the beloved museum in Boston’s Fenway neighborhood. The crime remains unsolved, and none of the nine paintings or
I tugged on my thigh-high waders, lacquered my skin with mosquito spray, and tiptoed into the murky water. Serge Krouglikoff maneuvered me into position – a spot where the light and shadows were just right and I wouldn’t sink into the squishy marsh floor. And then I saw them – tiny specks off in the distance – led by a gardian on horseback. Serge (even his name is cool) is
In my hunt for entertaining shows to stream, I stumbled upon a gem. V is For Vino features an affable host, unpretentious wine speak, lush vineyards, and a glimpse inside the kitchen of a local chef. Available on Amazon, the trio of first season episodes gives me the urge to pack a bag and head west to California. The lead vocalist for a rock band, Vince Anter landed in Los
Loaded with hiking trails, bike paths, coffee shops, and craft breweries, Portland, Oregon is a laid-back, long-weekend getaway. Although we didn’t time our visit to coincide with the region’s fall foliage, blooming lavender fields, or bountiful tulips, we still had plenty to see. Here’s a quick roundup to exploring Portland and a couple of points beyond.
Downtown’s Pearl District offers lots of easy walking among scattered wine and beer
Whether exploring a new city or tracking down a coffee shop in my own town, I prefer to park my car and set out on foot. When I meander through a neighborhood, I notice flowers and window displays and people I don’t see from the backseat of an Uber or behind the steering wheel of my car. And – even more fun still? – wandering through a community while devouring
Perhaps you’ve read about negativity bias – the human brain’s tendency to focus on what is wrong in our life, rather than what is right. Some days, I fall squarely into this pattern. I fixate on the silly remark I made to a friend – replaying it over and over again – and completely forget about the many things I managed to do well. Judy Freedman has completely revamped the
Each week has seven days, and someday isn’t one of them. Still, so many of us are waiting for just the right time to execute our plans. If we wait for that perfect time, it may never come….
Scenic Highway 30A, a 24-mile stretch of the Florida Panhandle between Destin and Panama City, is my happy place. Watching dolphins play in the emerald surf, I walk for miles on the beautiful beaches. It never gets old…. Here are some of my favorite things to do along 30A—and I know my list will change every now and then. I hope you enjoy checking out a few of these ideas—leaving
Over four decades ago, a retiring NYC doorman gave young Gabe Guzman some friendly advice. “He shared a secret with me,” smiles Gabe. “He told me if I could find work in a hospital or a job as a doorman, I’d have one of the best jobs in the city,” he recalls. Greeting me with his huge grin and friendly wave, Gabe opens the door and welcomes me into his