Fast food

In case it needs to be restated, I’m a food snob. Not in the chichi, four-course, Michelin starred sense. I just like a good, well-prepared meal that satisfies. It doesn’t have to be a lot of food (usually it’s just a few bites). It just has to be good. Really good. No matter how simple….

Whispers

One of the most frustrating things about writing is writing. The question of what to write and where to start. I know. Start at the beginning. And where, pray tell, is that? Where? My thoughts all seem coherent until the very moment I face a blank page. Suddenly I have no understanding of what’s going…

Autumn

Change is a necessary part of life. It’s the change that let’s us know we’re alive and I’m the first one to admit that I don’t always like it. I’d almost rather be dead (please forgive my dramatic indulgence). Change has always been difficult for me. I run for cover at the first sign of…

What if…

I have had more than my share of making the best of crap situations. At least I believe I’ve had more than my share. Let’s just say I’ve been through some shit and I’ve been in the shits. I can’t pretend I am anywhere near as despondent as I once was and I can’t imagine…

Sanctuary

I will never, and I mean never ever, understand the current coffee culture. I understand it in theory but there is something about it that offends my blatant hermit-like sensibility. There is a difference between the perfectly prepared ice cappuccino I enjoy on these warm summer days and the quiet me-time coffee break I allow…

Happy Place

I miss my happy place. It’s Saturday morning and I am not seated at my favorite Paris nook. How can this be? I need another Paris immersion. Soon.          

My Prescription

  Something I have never been is sickly. Something else I have never been is patient with those who are sickly. I don’t mean sickly in the diagnosed with a major disease kind of way. I mean the kind of person who always seems to be catching something or getting over something. I have also…

i want to LIVE

  I’ve been away from this space for more than a minute and while my absence was not intentional, it was necessary. My last post was about me reaching my limit and no longer allowing people to occupy my intellectual and emotional space. It was about me realizing, finally, that I’ve been derelict in my…

Where I Get Off

  I know it’s rude to tell someone to shut up but at what point is it appropriate to say enough! I find I am no longer able to apply the rules of polite society…and it’s not my fault. There are one or two people I interact with regularly who assault me with all that they know,…

Ivy League

I love a pretty neighborhood café. A place with an unobstructed view of the pastry case. Where the curry chicken salad on sourdough and iced latte do not ruin what the ambiance has begun.   Amandine Patisserie Café 12225 Wilshire Boulevard Los Angeles, Ca 90025