My dear sister Rose and I have lunch together about once a month – on me, of course, as regular readers of this Web log would readily surmise. Yesterday, she selected Tosca, on F Street. She started off with prosciutto di Parma con cavoletti di Brussels e pecorino pinzani tartufo “riserva” and I with guazzetto… Continue reading Virginia Catholic Church Excommunicates the Girl Scouts
Month: February 2012
Media Matter Mess Attracts a Mercenary Muse
Cerise is out of town on business this weekend, and Twinkle is staying overnight at the vet, leaving me, so I thought, alone for the day. What’s more, I am completely caught up on my work, too. Therefore, I figured I’d relax on the sofa at home with the latest editions of Harpers, the Atlantic… Continue reading Media Matter Mess Attracts a Mercenary Muse
Don’t Cry for Oil, Argentina
I didn’t go in to the office this morning, and eagerly anticipated a quiet Saturday at home in Great Falls, Virginia with my girlfriend Cerise and my cat Twinkle. We had, however, just finished a tasty late winter Tidewater lunch of shad roe with chard and roasted red fingerling potatoes when my POTS land line… Continue reading Don’t Cry for Oil, Argentina
Just Another Super Bowl Sunday
My extended family organized two Super Bowl parties last night. There was one for the hordes of children belonging to my dear sister Rose, her husband Hank, Hank’s brother and his wife – that one was held at the home in Fairfax, Virginia where, thanks to the folly of our real estate market, both large… Continue reading Just Another Super Bowl Sunday