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Sweet Sunday

Fire’s on. TV’s on. Feet are up on the coffee table. The poor girl in ‘Don’t tell the Bride’ is going to hate what he’s preparing for her. And even if I am loving this moment there are still two … Continue reading

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Eataly

The dark, ugly, sickening feeling in my stomache this morning is only because I have to go back to work this afternoon and not due to anything strange I may have eaten while away in Sicily. Because everything we ate … Continue reading

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Foozza!

We’re the envy of them all. The men anyway. ‘What did you do for Valentine’s?” they asked. “Nothing.” “Really?” “Well, we watched the match on TV and ate pizza.” I didn’t mention the couple of glasses of champagne we’d downed. … Continue reading

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