This is my next to last Friday at home (except for the occasional one that I plan to take vacation for.) It’s sort of bittersweet to me – after three slow years of business things are starting to pick up again. That’s good for the pocketbook, but I’m really going to miss those (non-weekend) days…
Author: thirdstoryies
we ate together
I consider myself a lucky, lucky girl to have lived in Italy when I was younger. This pizza is the closest thing I’ve ever tasted to the world’s greatest pizza on this side of the ocean. What a nice Thursday night dinner.
we eat together
I saw this hanging up in a neighborhood coffee shop last week. It triggered something in me. Nostalgia, perhaps. Not about the dinner table so much, but about the colorful plastic letters with magnets that I had as a child. The ones that you stuck to the refrigerator drawer and spelled words with – at…