During a slideshow about Gustave Caillebotte’s street scenes of Paris, my art history professor taught me a concept I might never forget – flâneur. The French word simply means…
I skip the channel when Cupcake Wars or DC Cupcakes is showing, and I might look the other way when crossing the street by Misha’s,…
In case you haven’t heard, as if I wasn’t announcing it through all forms of social media, I won tickets to a pop up at Harry’s Pizzeria this…
When I spot a turkey sandwich in an typical lunch menu, I think of the sodium and nitrates preserving the deli meat. If I see…
I still remember the days at the gallery when our trusty, old Saeco espresso machine stood high upon the kitchen pedestal. Our old machine was difficult…
