Eat. Drink. Live.
Day 3 of paradise on the East End. First, a bike ride. Good morning, sunshine. Trees. Now, to the beach. Wine at 3. Boo, at cocktail hour. We pop over the Lunch for a lobster roll. And back to the […]
Still a bit cloudy, but nice enough for a walk over to the Art Barge. And a quick trip into town. Boo and Kelli play tennis. Friends. Cool weather costume. I’m walkin’ heah! Nice beach house. It’s getting warm, so […]
A couple of photos from a random Wednesday morning! Seeing how the outfit looks. Sammy in the all-purpose room. Early to school today!
No, not the gin. The restaurant. And it’s where I met the girls for a good catch-up. An Old Fashioned was in order. Kelly, Liz, Boo and Mel. Posing with a sweet gift from Ed, a congratulations for my Destinate win. […]
My first haircut in more than a year. Just for posterity:
Sam’s arrival put the kibosh on a Thanksgiving celebration out this year, so Judy and the gang invited us over for a pasta supper instead. It was pretty similar to Thanksgiving, except for the singing. And the turkey. We didn’t […]
A few photos in bed with little Sammy. I could just cuddle her all day long.
We got a winner of a weekend to spend with the girls. The first night’s magic hour was killer.
There are many things to like about Wasabi — any time of the year. The food is always terrific, the wines are easy-drinking and the atmosphere is fun. What I like so much about going there on New Year’s Eve […]
A big standing rib roast with porcini and bacon sauce, Yorkshire pudding, jeweled roasted vegetables and chestnut mashed potatoes. We are indeed blessed. Merry Christmas to all! Sondra and Leigh enjoy a pre-dinner martini.
Ding! Ding! Ding! And now, for Iron Pizza Chef, Battle of the Sauces, we have, in one corner, a man known the world over for his pepperoni and green olive. In the other corner, we have a woman known, at […]
Home from work on Friday. Don’t much feel like cooking. Funny, neither do the neighbors. So the four of us head down to our new favey resto: Cafe Barcel. Didier was at the bar.
My husband, Greg, and I are co-founders of SCF, which chronicles what we eat, drink and grow as we raise our daughter on a tiny plot of land in the Lower Hudson Valley.
