In A Word

I’m one of those New Year’s Eve revelers that admit my resolutions, like diets, fade with each new month of the New Year.

Santa Fe’s New Celebrity Chef

If I knew during Rahm’s skinny-cute-kid days that he’d have “people” I might have been nicer to him. I liked Rahm, but I had two lovely young teenage daughters that every overly hormonal boy in Santa Fe wanted to rub up against, making my incisors instinctively flash.

A Slave To The Root

My apologies to the gray-haired women who scurried away when they noticed my intense stares.  I’m not weird, I was  just checking out your hair.  Now, that’s some nice gray—I could do that. Or:  OMG, she looks older than the pyramids.  And:  What’s that? Icing on top of her head? Some of those gray heads wore the ever-popular but fashionably exhausted 1980’s wedge , while others can’t let go of that gray poodle-do.  I think it was the cuts that scared me []

Now For A Perfect Stuffing for the Perfect Turkey

Less than 15 minutes is on the clock to write this blog.  I have dressing to make to stuff into a  turkey’s cavity.  Fortunately my secret to a perfect stuffing  takes less than 5 minutes to compose. Two ingredients cap a perfect dressing:  Butter and brandy. Need I say more?  Ask my son-in-law.  He waits all year  for my stuffing.  He says he dreams about his plate overflowing with stuffing scooped out from the roasted beast.  Chef daughter also mimics my stuffing at []

How To Cook A Turkey

I tossed my Queen of Christmas crown over to my eldest daughter, our family attorney.  She’s got the babies and the career, so like a good mother, I’ve let her take on the joys of bouncing holiday hoopla, family, friends and career.  I say this with impunity because it’s how tradition rolls. (Why do I not hear my daughter laughing out loud?????) However, my Queen of the Roasted Turkey crown remains intact.  Yes, I am the Queen of Roasted Turkeys—and chicken too. []

The Seduction of Tomales Bay

When we neared the first sign of civilization along Highway 1, spouse declared, “This is great! There’s nothing here.”

“Nothing” indicated a deficiency of swank hotels, chi-chi bistros, and chic boutiques. Not a Starbucks or a Pottery Barn to be found.

Friends: An Unexpected Gift

Each of my core friends also has core friends who share silver and gold threads. My observation is that these are the ones who know us for who we are, for who we’ve been, and for who we shall still become. And that is an unexpected gift of maturity.

A Pink Ribbon Tale For Disbelievers

understand those who criticize breast cancer research nonprofits and the commercialization of the pink ribbon, along with the high cost of treatment. But now that I am a breast cancer survivor, I’m grateful for the research funded by donations; I don’t care if a large corporate gives a just penny from a profitable sale to breast cancer research (pennies add up), and the day your doctor says “you have cancer,” it may well become the worst day of your life. So when asked if I’d take conventional treatment again, I answer, “In a minute.”

100 Days of Daily Good

Reflection tells me that much has changed within my life since then. I discovered and befriended many others who wish and act for the greater good. Near my 40th Daily Good post two people at a party approached me and said, “I love your Daily Good.” Wow. Inching past 50 Daily Good posts, questions like, “Where do you find these?” started coming into my email box.