Due to a timing snafu, my column won’t be printed in the Syracuse City Eagle this week. But don’t you worry, because I just happen to have a copy of it .. right here.
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My imaginary New York City self wears Ralph Lauren pajamas to bed. She wakes up leisurely in a [read more ...]
I feel very good about
French pastry and Italian coffee.
Alternately, this post may be titled:
“How I Briefly Lost Sanity and Regained it in a Cup of Coffee and the Thought of Seasoned French Fries.”
Carry on.
I woke feeling marginally crazy this morning.
Craziness is fleeting – at least it is so for me – but it is persistent and rude while it lasts, knocking [read more ...]
Is anyone else slightly disturbed when they run into coffee that bills itself as “Crunchy?” As in, “Maple Nut Crunch” coffee?
Anyone?
I mean ..
Do I want my coffee sweet? Sure, sometimes.
Nutty? There’s definitely a time for that.
Deep, smoky? Always.
But crunchy?
I have [read more ...]
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