Bergamo

She told me that what she missed the most was that in winter, when the day was sunny,…

Venice: slag & vaporetto roulette.

Venice…Venezia. I want to embrace you. Wrap my arms around you. I adore you. I am excited just…

Two months now.

And now, two months. I can understand the italian on the train, on the street. The bartender last…

Doppelgängers & cream.

It is my first time in England. Me, who called our rabbit King George because he thought he…

Learning to swear.

Today I learned to swear. Like…really. My family will tell you that like — for a million years…

La doccia, i dolcetti e la piccola danza.

Avevo paura…ho avuto paura…avevo avuto paura. Prima, avevo paura delle molte cose.   I have been afraid…I was…

Siamo arrivati.

Allora…so…siamo arrivati. We have arrived. Today is Day Numero 6. When we arrived, at first, I was sure,…

The Fire and the Roses

Eleven years ago we were getting ready to leave the house for the first seder at Jane’s house.…

Ben & Rob & Bear

It was just one of those beautiful mornings in early June in the way, way North…the kind of…

But oh, the ice fields!

Among the adventures I have always wanted but never told was to be here, where I am. When…

The Canadian Ukrainian.

It was late afternoon and we hadn’t eaten since early morning.   We were driving the TransCanadian highway…

But for the regrettable absence of appropriate shape wear.

Last week I took the stage at the Madison production of Listen to your Mother (www.listentoyourmother.com) courage in…

The S Word

She gave me permission to write this. We were all sitting on the couch watching the end of…

The Taxi-Driver’s Tale.

When the taxi arrived the driver was anxious to share with me that he was from Lebanon –…

The Curry Walk

I am telling this story against my better judgement. But apparently, it wants to be told.    Special thanks…

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