does the First Lie Win?

 

   

I have been very impressed with the books chosen by the Reese Witherspoon Book Club. I feel the books are more accessible and entertaining with a clear mission: to spotlight stories with women at the center.  Her selections often span contemporary fiction, thrillers, and historical novels and it is apparent that she chooses many of the books to adapt them into a film or series. I often find I am casting many of the characters while I read the book.

One of my favorite selections from Reese Witherspoon’s book club is First Lie Wins by Ashley Elston. It’s a fast-paced, twisty thriller centered around Evie Porter— a con artist, who is living a carefully constructed lie. Her identity, her relationship, even her home life is all part of an assignment from a mysterious employer known only as Mr. Smith. But when her assignment is Ryan Summer, she finds that she is developing real emotions for him and her lies begin to surface and secrets unravel, Evie finds herself caught between completing her assignment and her loyalty to her mark.

The book is packed with suspense, flashbacks, and a few gasp-worthy twists that kept me flipping pages late into the night. It’s not just a thriller—it’s a character study wrapped in a con game. My understanding is that this book currently is in the development phase for Hulu. No release date yet but trust me you will want to read the book first 

The true question in this book is "Who are we when we shed our masks? And what happens when the lies start to feel like truth?" I would love your feedback on these questions.

Happy Reading.

Heavenly coffee

 

Lately, I’ve been indulging my passion for coffee shops. I suppose it all began back on Long Island, when I was young and I’d hop on the Long Island Railroad heading into Manhattan looking for adventures. My first stop? Chock-Full O’ Nuts—the place with that heavenly coffee.

Sure, the coffee was good. But what really stole my heart was their date-nut bread and cream cheese sandwich—it was one of their most iconic offerings. This sweet, simple sandwich featured two slices of dense date-nut bread slathered with cream cheese, often with chopped walnuts mixed in. Divine doesn’t even begin to cover it. And the ambiance, if you could call it that, was oddly comforting. Just a continuous lunch counter, no frills. You’d hover behind someone seated, waiting for them to finish so you could slide into their spot. No reservations, no pretense.  No booths, no baristas, one kind of coffee served black, with just cream or cream and sugar and sandwiches. Simplicity at its best.

Chock-Full O’ Nuts wasn’t just a coffee shop—it was a New York institution born from resilience. William Black started with roasted nuts in Times Square, pivoted during the Depression, and created a chain that served affordable lunches to working-class New Yorkers. Jackie Robinson even joined the company after baseball, a quiet nod to its progressive spirit.

Charlotte, NC is full of cafés that serve excellent coffee and creative food, and I am on a mission to try as many as possible. Amélie’s on Pineville-Matthews Road holds a special charm. I visited recently with a friend, and despite the ongoing renovation—yes, it’s a bit messy—the experience was delightful. The coffee was rich, the food good and the decor is eclectic and whimsical   It’s the kind of place where mismatched furniture, a collection of art and chandeliers made from rolling pins or upside-down cakes feel perfectly at home.

I returned with my daughter not long after, and she captured a quick video that sums it up beautifully

Check this YouTube short by my daughter. 

If you have ever been to Chock-Full O’ Nuts in Manhattan, please share your experience and tell me your favorite sandwich.  Also, if you are in Charlotte try Amelie's.  They have 4 locations in the area and let me know what you think.

1. Uptown – 380 S College Street

2. Park Road – 524 Brandywine Road E

3. Carmel Commons – 7715 Pineville Matthews Road (the one you visited)

4. NoDa – 136 E. 36th Street

I feel Bad About my Neck

I Feel Bad About My Neck and Other Thoughts on Being a Woman by Nora Ephron

I feel bad about my neck.  Honestly, I feel bad about my neck—and I have for a while now. It’s one of the many subjects Nora Ephron tackles in her book, and I couldn’t agree with her more. According to her dermatologist, a woman’s neck starts to go south at 43. I’m not sure why 43 is the magic number and not a milestone like 45, but that’s what she said.

And here’s the worst part: it can only be fixed with surgery. Botox won’t help. I HATE SURGERY. I HATE SURGEONS. A very good friend of mine recently had the procedure done, and she looks absolutely amazing. But she’s much braver than I am. And once again, for the record—I HATE SURGERY.

So now I have to decide just how badly I really feel about my neck. Maybe I’ll start wearing scarves. Or maybe I’ll buck up and go for the surgery—and while they’re at it, they can throw in some liposuction, a tummy tuck, and oh yeah, a nose job!

Another thing Nora Ephron talks about is purses. And honestly, I kind of agree with her. I won’t try to paraphrase her brilliant explanation—she says it best—so I’ll just let you read it for yourself.

As for me, I go through phases with my purse. Sometimes I carry a small one, sometimes a large one. Right now, I’m deep in my large purse era. I’ve realized I can actually measure my stress level by the state of my purse’s interior. When I’m really stressed, it’s basically a mobile trash bin. When I’m feeling calm and collected, it’s surprisingly organized.

Cooking and cookbooks are another topic Nora Ephron explores in her book. She actually met some cookbook authors and was influenced by them. I remember back in the ’80s, I was pretty obsessed with both. I had the time, the interest, and—most importantly—no kids around to complain when I made something out of the ordinary. They used to call it “orphanage food,” which eventually got shortened to O.F. What do kids know anyway?

Now that I’m semi-retired, the creativity bug has bitten again. I don’t cook a lot, but I do love to experiment and try new things.

Read the book she is very insightful

Who Needs Meat and Potatoes for Dinner?

 

I am a grazer, and as I get older, I find myself leaning into that even more. With working part time and all my, social engagements, I often don't have the patience to cook a whole dinner. But who am I kidding, even when I was working full-time and chauffeuring my daughter to her many activities, I still had evenings where I just didn't feel like making the tradition traditional “meat and potatoes” dinner, so I didn’t.

Instead, I’d whip up what my family lovingly called a “do dad dinner”—a meal cobbled together from repurposed leftovers or ingredients on hand, meant to be less stuffy and more spontaneous. It wasn’t about shortcuts; it was about creativity and flexibility. (or so I tell myself)

The secret with meals like these is being thoughtful. It’s easy to turn “low effort” into “high calorie” if you’re not paying attention. But when you stock your pantry with purpose, do dad dinners can be healthy, satisfying, and scalable—perfect whether you're feeding just yourself or your family.

These days, I always keep the essentials on hand: canned beans, good tuna, lentil pasta, rice, orzo. They’re like culinary puzzle pieces—ready to snap together into something nourishing. I also keep flour tortillas in the fridge for wrapping up leftover veggies or chicken. A little cheese, a quick sauté, and dinner is done.

Recently, while wandering through the cookbook aisle at my local library, I spotted Snacking Dinners by Georgia Freedman—so I checked it out. Her idea of “snacking dinners” isn’t quite the same as mine, but she offers some great ideas for what I’d call true snacks. One dish that caught my eye—and that I’d happily consider a satisfying dinner—was her white bean and salami toast. Simple, quick to put together, hearty, and just the kind of thing that is satisfying without being fussy.

These are the ingredients I always keep on hand—ready to be elevate my do dad ingredients and help me transform them into something satisfying. They are my building blocks for spontaneous, low-effort meals that still feel thoughtful.

🥫 Shelf Staples

• Canned beans (white, black, chickpeas—whatever suits your mood)

• Good-quality tuna 

• Lentil or chickpea pasta

• Orzo, rice, or quinoa

🧊 Fridge Friends

• Flour tortillas (for wraps, quesadillas, or impromptu flatbreads)

• Eggs (the ultimate do dad dinner hero)

• Cheese odds and ends (grated, crumbled, or sliced)

• Leftover roasted veggies or cooked proteins

• Yogurt or sour cream for sauces and dressings

🌿 Flavor Lifters

• Fresh herbs or scallions

• Lemon juice or vinegar

• Garlic and ginger (fresh or paste)

🍽️ Quick Combos

• White beans + tuna + lemon + herbs = Mediterranean mash-up

• Orzo + roasted veggies + feta = warm salad or cold bowl

• Tortilla + scrambled eggs + salsa = breakfast-for-dinner wrap

So, tell me—what’s your version of a do dad dinner? What pantry staples or snacky combinations do you reach for when dinner needs to be quick, comforting, and just a little bit clever?

Change Good or Bad? When your Cheese Moves

I first discovered Who Moved My Cheese? during a leadership seminar. Each of us was handed a copy and told to go home and read it. At the time, I didn’t give it much thought—but then I figured, why not give it a chance?

The book is short—easily read in an hour or two—but its impact lingers far longer. It’s a parable featuring four characters: two mice, Sniff and Scurry, who rely on instinct, and two little people, Hem and Haw, who represent human behaviors. Their names cleverly reflect their personalities.

They live in a Maze—a metaphor for the world we live and navigate daily: our workplace, relationships, and communities. Their goal? To find Cheese, which symbolizes things we strive to achieve in our lives, success, love, health, or happiness.

At first, there’s plenty of cheese. Isn’t that always the case when something is new? A fresh relationship feels amazing, maybe even like love. A new job challenges you to grow and excel. A move to a new community brings the excitement of discovery, even if it’s prompted by a job change or the decision to downsize or upsize. You’re learning your surroundings, seeking new friends. And while change can be energizing, it can also be hard.

As in real life, things shift. The cheese begins to disappear. Sniff and Scurry adapt quickly, leaving their comfort zone to search for new cheese. They trust their instincts. Hem and Haw, however, struggle. They cling to what remains, unsure how long it will last. What should they do?

Not long after that seminar, my company began downsizing. In hindsight, I think the seminar was their subtle way of saying, “The cheese may run out.” I kept thinking about Haw, saw myself in him. After the cuts, I still had my job, but many colleagues who I had worked with for years and enjoyed seeing, weren’t so lucky. It was a difficult Goodbye.

I reread the book and chose to embrace change. I found a new job at a satellite company. At first, it was exciting, cutting-edge technology, new challenges. But the company was poorly run. The founders were great salesmen, but not strong businessmen. They hired the wrong people to guide their growth. I stayed for a while, but it wasn’t a good fit.

That’s when the lessons from the book came rushing back. It was time to find new cheese. This time, the transition was easier. And I found a job that was truly wonderful.

I try to keep the main lessons Haw learned which he wrote on the wall as he searched for new cheese.  They are:

• “If you do not change, you can become extinct.”

• “What would you do if you weren’t afraid?”

• “The quicker you let go of old cheese; the sooner you find new cheese.”

I live my life with these things in mind.

We’ve all been Hem or Haw at some point—hesitant, uncertain, hoping things will stay the same. But sometimes, the best thing we can do is lace up our sneakers and go looking for new cheese.

Have you noticed your maze shifting lately? Please share your story

You may want to read the book. Its an older book.  I am not sure the local libraries keep a copy.  If they don't have it, check Amazon, here is the link.

Wacky Mahjong in Honor of International Mahjong Day

 

International Mahjong Day is celebrated on August 1.  In honor of this day our mahjong community got together to celebrate by playing Wacky Mahjong.

Wacky Mahjong is an online platform that adds a whimsical twist to the timeless game of Mahjong. It combines classic tile-matching gameplay with unexpected quirks and competitive features, turning each match into a lively battle of strategy and speed. Players can sign up, collect play credits, and jump straight into the action—whether you're a seasoned pro or just in it for the fun.

If you're familiar with standard Mahjong or Mahjong Solitaire, Wacky Mahjong adds a layer of whimsy—think unexpected tile designs, humorous animations, or themed challenges that break from tradition.

The organizers did a fantastic job bringing the online game to life in person, and I’m sure everyone had a great time. Their creativity and attention to detail made the event both engaging and memorable.

August 9th, National book Lovers Day

 

National Book Lovers Day is August 9th. It is a joyful tribute to the written word.  I am proud to call myself a book lover.  For me, books are not just entertainment, they are my companions and portals into places I have never been. I am at peace when I am reading.

This year I plan to willingly sacrifice an entire afternoon to read a book, I might finish one I’ve already started, or I may dive into something new and let the story carry me away.

I’ve been participating in Amazon’s quarterly reading challenge, and my original goal for the year was 52 books—one per week. But it’s only August, and I’ve already read 40, so I’ve decided to raise the bar to 75. In addition to reading on Kindle, I still enjoy the feel of a physical book now and then. Since Kindle doesn’t track hard copies, I tally those in my head. By reading both digital and printed books, I know I’ll reach my goal, and maybe even surpass it. So, I’ve decided to quietly increase the number in my mind, just for fun.

Books have a way of marking time, shaping thought, and deepening joy. On August 9th, I’ll celebrate not just the stories I’ve read, but the ones still waiting to be discovered.

Can you picnic?

 

There’s something quietly magical about picnics. You can enjoy one anywhere, a patch of grass in the park, poolside, or even your own backyard. But when I think of a picnic, I imagine a beautiful outdoor setting paired with thoughtfully prepared, culinary-inspired food, shared with friends or family.

That wasn’t always the case.

The setting? I had that part down. Scenic spaces have always called to me. But the food, the kind that feels inspired and a little indulgent, I am still working on that.

I still remember the first time my family joined friends for an outdoor picnic and concert at a vineyard. The scene was stunning: rows of grapevines, the late afternoon sun, music drifting through the air, and a sense of ease that felt almost like the setting of a movie.

My picnic contribution? Definitely more “grab-and-go.” than gourmet. Let’s just say I took the easy route and stopped at Kentucky Fried Chicken, picking up a bucket of chicken and biscuits. And to be fair—fried chicken is delicious. There’s nothing wrong with it. But my friend? She had quite literally prepared the most delightful gourmet spread. Every dish felt intentional, and full of flavor. It was clear she’d put real thought into her choices, crafting a menu that elevated the entire experience. She was an inspiration—and that picnic planted the seed for how I wanted to show up creatively in moments like these.

Since then, I’ve learned to embrace the art of the picnic. It’s not about perfection—it’s about expressing my creative side. A crusty loaf of rosemary focaccia, marinated olives, a chilled bottle of prosecco, and a wedge of brie. Add my peach, arugula, and bleu cheese salad, and my work is done. 

Picnics are really more than just a meal. They’re a chance to be creative with a touch of improvisation. I’ve come to love the process—choosing ingredients, packing with intention, and setting the scene. And maybe that’s the real beauty of a picnic. It invites us to pause, to gather, to celebrate the everyday. It reminds us to take pleasure in simple things like focaccia, brie and prosecco and shared moments with friends and family.

Passages des Panoramas

 

Before I travel somewhere, I like to do my homework and research the area.  I read what trip advisor recommends and see what seasoned travel writers have to say. So many travel writers are quick to point out that when in Paris you should step beyond the iconic sights.  Please don't get me wrong, the Eiffel Tour and Sacre Coeur are absolutely a must see.

Passages de Panoramas often comes up so when my daughter and I decided to visit Paris last Fall, we put it onto our must-see list. The most impressive thing about the Passages is the fact that you step off a busy Parisian boulevard to enter a place that has been in Paris since 1799. It's the city's oldest covered passage. We were expecting old world charm and the whisper of patrons who had passed through this hallowed hall. In some ways it did deliver. You do feel like you are stepping back in history with its faded grandeur. But in reality, the shops and restaurants lacked the spark we were hoping for, and it felt like it had lost its soul. 

One silver lining, there were no crowds.  It was nice to visit, but not somewhere I would recommend or plan to return to.

And when in Paris it is essential to see the tourist sites.  The Basilica of the Sacre Coeur is stunning.  Located atop Montmartre it is the highest point in Paris and offers spectacular views of the city. And Montmartre itself is a must see. The cobblestoned streets, the artists painting and the cafes serving outstanding food is a must. 

We had lunch at the Cafe Chappe. It was buzzing with the lunchtime crowd, but we were glad they could squeeze us in.    The reviews may be mixed, and the staff is not particularly warm and fuzzy, but the pasta dish we ate was delicious.  

Elinor Olifant is Completely fine

 

Meet Eleanor Oliphant. Chances are, we all know someone like her or perhaps have a relative who shares her quirks. She struggles with social skills and cues. She tends to say exactly what’s on her mind, regardless of the setting. Her life is carefully planned and structured to avoid unnecessary interactions with people. Weekends are spent with her creature comforts: frozen pizza, vodka, and phone calls with “Mummy.” And yet, in her mind, everything is just fine.

A chance encounter with Raymond, the awkward and chronically unkempt IT guy from her office changes her well-ordered life.  When the two stumble upon Sammy, an elderly gentleman who has fallen on the sidewalk, the three become unlikely friends who rescue each other from the lives of isolation they have each been living. Raymond’s patient warmth and clumsy compassion gradually help Eleanor confront the emotional wounds she’s long kept buried. Slowly, through shared acts of kindness and quiet companionship, the three start to mend the loneliness that had long been part of their lives.

Living in a retirement community, I see shades of this story all around me. Living here has brought me into contact with so many wonderful people, neighbors who genuinely care for one another and offer support in small, meaningful ways. That sense of camaraderie is something I deeply cherish. This type of interaction can be life changing for some.

Of course, like any community, there’s a small minority who seem to find satisfaction in complaining or stirring up conflict. Whether it stems from personal unhappiness or simply a difficult disposition, their negativity can cast a shadow. Maybe a chance interaction in their life, can change their attitude. Still, I try to meet it with understanding, even if I don’t always know the reason behind their behavior.

As for me, I’ve reached a point in life where I no longer take time for granted. I don’t know how many days I have left on this earth, but I do know how I want to spend them: being happy, helpful, and kind. Be Kind to one another!

If you have not read Elinor Oliphant is Completely Fine, consider adding it to your reading list.  I really enjoyed it. And please comment if you have read the book.

Yacht Rock

 

I was driving and listening to the radio when the radio host introduced a song as a perfect example of a Yacht Rock song. I must be living under a rock because I had never heard this term used before. I just let the classification drift past me giving it very little thought.

Then on Sunday while listening to the K104.7, 70's on Sunday show Jack Kent used the term again.  He said the song Baby Come Back by Player was perfect Yacht Rock. This caught my attention. Still, unfamiliar with this phrase, I did what anyone would do, I Googled it.

In case you're in the same boat (pun intended 😃😃😃) Here is what I found.  Yacht Rock is a subgenre of soft rock that gained popularity in the late 1970's and early 1980's. It is known for its smooth sometimes nautically themed, breezy vibe. It often blends soft rock with elements of smooth jazz and R&B. Whether or not it mentions sailing or yachts, the music evokes a sense of leisure and laid-back sophistication. Think Michael McDonald, Steely Dan, Toto, and yes—Player.

As I read more about the category, I realized I’ve always gravitated toward soft rock for exactly that reason. Soft rock has always been my go-to for mood-shifting. When the world feels chaotic, I turn to those mellow harmonies to regroup and find inner peace. There’s something comforting about the emotional honesty in the lyrics, and the way the music invites you to slow down and breathe. 

I would be interested in your feedback on the term "Yacht Rock" Have you heard of this term before?  Or is it just me who never heard of it before?

The label doesn’t matter much to me; I just know that soft rock, Yacht Rock included, keeps me company—whether I’m sailing through my day or stalled in Charlotte’s gridlock. So, if you’re ever in need of a musical escape, I highly recommend diving into the world of Yacht Rock. It’s not just a genre—it’s a vibe. And who knows? You might discover you’ve been a Yacht Rocker all along.

- Sips Happens: Sangria Edition

 

Our Sips and Apps club decided to explore Sangria for our July meeting. Sangria is summer in a glass, vibrant and refreshing. What I found especially surprising was how customizable the drink can be. Born from Spanish tradition, it’s more than just a drink; it’s a celebration. With its deep red hue (the name comes from sangre, meaning blood), sangria blends wine, fresh fruits, and a splash (or maybe more than a splash) of spirits into a punch that’s as festive as it is flavorful.

Whether you’re sipping a classic red version with oranges and apples or experimenting with white wine, peaches, and basil, sangria invites creativity. It’s the kind of cocktail that pairs perfectly with tapas, laughter, and long evenings on the patio. And the best part? There’s no one “right” way to make it, just your way which was proven by the variations of Sangria we all got to sample. All by the way were wonderful.  This is the list:

• Raspberry Sangria made with red wine, raspberry liquor and brandy
• Watermelon Sangria made with fresh pureed watermelon and wine
• Limoncello Sangria made with limoncello, white wine and Sprite 
• White wine with fruit
• a traditional Spanish sangria
• a champagne spritzer sangria

Our Gathering would not be complete without our food pairings. There were empanadas, prosciutto and cheese on French bread, chocolate hummus and strawberries, Taco pie. layered dip.  Not sure if I have forgotten any but I have pictures. The Sangria was fantastic, the food was delish, and the company was golden.

Looking forward to next month, Cocktails!

Alzheimers- Frightening

Alzheimer’s and cancer terrify me—and I know I’m not alone. Sadly, I’ve had far too much personal experience with both. I’ve watched my father slowly transform from a vibrant, brilliant man into someone who no longer knows where he is, who we are, or what his life once was. Thankfully, his Alzheimer’s didn’t strike early; it crept in more gradually, beginning in his late 80s.

 Alice on the other hand is a fifty-year-old cognitive psychology professor at Harvard, an expert on how the brain works, frequently called upon to present on her area of expertise. One day during a presentation, she finds that she is at a loss for words and momentarily loses her train of thought.  Shortly after this episode she goes for a run, one that she has down countless times.  She stops at a usual place when she decides to head for home, she realizes she does not know where she is.  Alarmed, she makes an appointment with her physician who delivers the devastating news.

 Alzheimer’s! The irony is heart wrenching.  A woman who has spent her entire career studying the mind is now facing a disease she knows all too well. From there the author takes us through how Alice copes with this diagnosis, as well as how her husband and children navigate the disease with her.  

What struck me most was Alice’s plan for dealing with the overwhelming changes ahead. And it left me with several lingering questions. One being, if you make a plan for something like this… can you truly carry it out? 

It certainly is a lot to think about.  This book is not new, having been published in 2009. But if you have not read it you may want to pick it up, it is a good book.  I prefer it to the movie.   Feel free to leave comments.  

Goodbye to a once cherished friend.

Recently, I was at a mahjong gathering with my buddies. We were huddled around a spread of deliciously prepared snacks on the host’s center island. All the women are excellent cooks. Somewhere between bites and banter, we found ourselves strolling down memory lane and the topic of dinner came up.

In my house growing up, dinner was usually my responsibility. Later, when my grandmother moved in with us, she shared the cooking duties. Our meals were simple: a protein, a starch, and a vegetable. Nothing fancy but always satisfying.

My parents were married for 60 years before my mom passed, and they had a beautiful relationship. One of the ways they kept it real was by having a monthly date night. We always knew one was coming when my mom returned from Waldbaum’s with two Swanson TV dinners tucked into the grocery bags. Their date nights were our treat nights.TV dinners felt like gourmet feasts to us. My favorite was the turkey dinner, complete with stuffing, mashed potatoes, and a cranberry something-or-other. My brother always went for the fried chicken.

TV dinners were invented in the 1950's by Swanson who had a ton of leftover Thanksgiving Turkey and needed a clever way to use it up. Their solution, a full dinner packaged in a divided aluminum tray that could just be placed in the oven and served as is straight out of the oven. Soon they expanded their offerings by adding Salisbury steak and fried chicken.

This was in late 60's.  By the 1980's other companies such as Stouffers and Banquet entered the fray. With the rise of the microwave, they adapted their packaging and cooking methods to suit the faster pace of modern kitchens. Swanson stuck with its tried-and-true recipes, while Stouffer’s introduced meals that were noticeably more flavorful and appealing. As a result, Swanson began to lose market share.  I think you can still find a Swanson's dinner, but they are rapidly disappearing from the supermarket freezers.

These days my meals look a lot different.  Inspired by the women I share fun gatherings with; I am inspired to working on improving my cooking skills. 

The microwave didn’t just change how we cook: it changed how we live. Meals became faster, more convenient, and increasingly personalized. But with each family member pulled in different directions by busy schedules and endless activities, mealtime has shifted. It’s often a grab-and-go affair rather than a chance to gather around the table and talk. 

The ritual of shared dinners has faded, replaced by quick bites and solo plates. And while convenience has its perks, something meaningful has sadly been lost in the process. I find myself craving not just better meals, but better moments. Maybe that’s why I treasure the laughter and shared bites at my wine club. It’s not just about what’s on the plate—it’s about what’s around it. Dinnertime growing up was always a great time to touch base with members of the family. I try to make sure we eat dinner together a few times a week just to keep the tradition alive.

 

Celebrity Book Clubs

 

Celebrity book clubs have become a large part of our literary culture. They spotlight authors who otherwise might remain under the radar.  While well-known authors such as Louise Penny, Stephen King or James Patterson dominate bookshelves, celebrity picks often come from debut authors with compelling stories.

Three celebrities in particular have emerged as literary curators: Oprah Winfrey, Reese Witherspoon, and Jenna Bush Hager. Their book selections frequently land on bestseller lists, and each club has developed its own distinct tone and personality.

Oprah launched her book club in 1996 at the height of her daytime reign and to date has chosen over 100 books. What made her approach unique was that she chose a book asked people to read the book and encouraged them to join her for an in-depth discussion and exploration of the book while watching her show. 

Her books tend to lean toward serious literary fiction, memoirs and classics chosen for their thought-provoking themes.  I find that her recommendations elevate my book choices. Many of her books are a challenge to read but worth it since they leave a lasting impression.

I enjoy reading books that are emotionally rich, and character driven.  A few of her picks that are my personal favorites are Jewel, The Reader, Where the Heart Is and Becoming.    I appreciated her reintroduction to many of the classic such as The Heart is a Lonely Hunter, East of Eden and The Good Earth, books that I first read in High School but enjoyed reading again this time through an adult lens.

Reese Witherspoon launched her book club in 2017 through her media company, Hello Sunshine. The tone of her book club is very different from the Oprah Book club. I feel the books are more accessible and entertaining with a clear mission: to spotlight stories with women at the center.  Her selections often span contemporary fiction, thrillers, and historical novels and it is apparent that she chooses many of the books to adapt them into a film or series. I often find I am casting many of the characters while I read the book.

I’ve read many of Reese’s picks and enjoyed them all. One of my personal favorites is First Lie Wins, which I’ll explore in a separate post. 

Jenna Bush Hager launched her Read with Jenna book club in 2019. Her selections often feature debut authors and focus on themes of family, identity, and resilience. I imagine her love for reading was passed down from her mother, Laura Bush, and her grandmother, Barbara Bush, both strong advocates for literacy.  I will share more about of Jenna's picks in a future post.

These books club have created a space for new authors. Their recommendations provide books that encourage people to read and share their thoughts especially in book groups.

I’m a member of two book clubs myself, and they provide wonderful social interaction. I love gathering with my groups for lively discussion, laughter, and yes, some adult beverages and tasty munchies. That just adds to the ambiance and warmth of the experience.

 

To the Earl of Sandwich-- Thank you

 

Sandwiches have been around a long time but credit for the sandwich as we know it can be attributed to John Montagu the 4th Earl of Sandwich. Allegedly, while gambling, he asked to have meat placed between two slices of bread, so he did not have to leave the game he was playing.

People put the darndest things between two slices of bread. I recall visiting a site with young teens during my time as a consultant. This site was in Brooklyn New York and the teens came from homes where peanut butter and jelly was affordable and a staple. The teens had chosen to learn a trade instead of pursuing college. I remember sitting in the cafeteria with the center director, and we struck up a conversation about food. Turns out we were both Foodies.

He shared a story that caught me by surprise. On one occasion, the cafeteria served lobster—a rare treat. To his astonishment, the kids took the lobster and slapped it between two slices of bread. He thought it was absurd, but I saw it differently. Even though most of these kids  were never in New England where the lobster roll is well known and beloved they made their own version.

Since semi retiring, I have more time to have lunch with friends. I am now on a pilgrimage to find places that make one of two sandwiches.  One is the Rueben/Rachel sandwich which has always been a favorite of mine. The other is the Croque Monsieur.

Let's start with what makes a perfect Rueben.  The Reuben, is all about the combination of bold and balanced flavors, where the crunchy toasted bread meets the melty cheese and corned beef (Rueben) pastrami (Rachel) combination. 

Whoever is making the sandwich must start off with a good rye bread.  Thinly sliced corned beef, preferably cooked onsite and not the deli variety is added next.  You want a generous layer of meat, thick enough so that the sauerkraut does not overwhelm the meat. Then comes the cheese. Domestic or imported Swiss are fine choices but gruyere takes it up a notch.  Lastly, Thousand Island or Russian dressing is added.  The entire sandwich is then grilled until it is golden and crispy.  Crispy is the magic word.  The bread must be able to hold all those glorious ingredients.

When I lived in Maryland, there was a great sandwich place that set the gold standard for the Reuben called Full On.  It is located in Rockville, Md off Norbeck Road.  The Corned Beef is house made and they use Thousand Island which is my preference for a Reuben. If you are ever in the area, give them a try. 

Now that I live in Charlotte my goal is to find a place that makes a Reuben similar to theirs. I will keep you updated on my quest.

When I first sat down to write this post, I was going to discuss the Croque Monsieur as well as the Reuben. But as I sit here writing, I have decided that it needs a dedicated post. So keep your eye out for it.

Sips and Apps Great Beginnings

Previously, i mentioned that I am part of a wine group in Maryland. It is so great getting together with my friends drinking a glass of wine, sharing a bite and just sharing stories and laughing together.  Unfortunately, I am not able to share as much time since I have moved. But we do make an effort to get together a couple of times a year.

Not to worry, since I moved to North Carolina, a group of ladies in my neighborhood recently decided to form a wine club. So, you can imagine just how thrilled I was when this opportunity came along here in my new home. Sharing good wine with good women "you had me at hello". Count me in! I

We chose to give each meeting a theme. I think it adds a touch of intention for sipping's and a bit of consistency. We felt we wanted to spotlight and savor a specific varietal. For our kickoff meeting we chose the Cabernet Sauvignon a bold and full-bodied wine.

Now, any self-respecting woman knows the first cardinal rule of drinking which is, Don't Drink on an Empty Stomach, that is unless you are prepared to hear a roomful of women singing in your great room.  Come to think about it there was some singing, the music vibes were definitely flowing.  So, we made it our mission to find foods that paired well with our lovely Cabs.

A Cabernet Sauvignon with its bold full-bodied flavor, of black cherry black currant, plum and blackberry is surprisingly easy to pair.  Its robust nature invites rich savory bites and as we discovered the right pairing doesn't just complement the wine, it completes it

After a bit of research, we landed on delicious options which included roast beef crostini, smoked salmon crostini, glazed meatballs, caprese skewers and dips.  I tried to capture some of the wonderful pairings in the photos. 

As the evening continued and the ideas flowed as freely as the wine, we found ourselves thinking beyond just one varietal. Why limit ourselves when the world of wine and spirits offers so many delicious possibilities? So, we decided to expand our focus. We also decided to name ourselves the Sips and Apps Group further expanding our horizons.

For our July meeting, we’re turning our attention to Sangria—that vibrant, fruit-filled Spanish classic. The idea of Sangria practically begs for sunshine and good company. Here in North Carolina we have been experiencing hot weather. So whether the Sangria is made with red, white or rose, we felt it would match the summer vibe and invite creativity and great conversation.  

I will keep you posted on Sangria night.

I Beg Your Pardon, He Never Promised us a Rose Garden

 

Rose Garden Prior to the Trump's residence

When I was six years old, my family and I traveled to Washington, D.C. At the time, Mrs. Kennedy had recently refreshed the White House interior, and much more of it was open to the public. The Rose Garden had also been updated—it was a peaceful, elegant space, destined to remain the backdrop for countless historic moments.

I fell in love with the city instantly and vowed I would live there one day. You might wonder how a six-year-old could possibly know something like that—but for me, it was a spiritual connection. I just knew.

Fast forward twelve years: I applied to Cornell University and received a letter from admissions saying that, unfortunately, pieces of my application had gotten separated. The fall semester was full, but they invited me to consider attending in the spring instead.

Eager to start my college journey and be out on my own, I quickly applied to the University of Maryland and was accepted right away. The rest, as they say, is history. I never lived in New York again—most of my life has been spent in the Maryland and D.C. area, just as that younger version of me somehow sensed it would.

Donald Trump is now in the White House.  For some reason he decided to pave the Rose Garden.  His justification for this in his own words:

  "You know, we use [the Rose Garden] for press conferences, and it doesn’t work because the people fall,” he said at the time.

"The terrain can be wet, and the soft ground can be an issue for some," Trump added. "Women, with the high heels, it just didn’t work.”

The Rose Garden holds deep historical and emotional significance for many, especially for someone who has spent so much of their life in the DC area and has a personal connection to its beauty. It is a jarring transformation.  It is more than just landscaping, it is a shift in how we honor Our past.  To take away such a treasure and replace it with gravel is so wrong on so many levels.  All I can say is that I am heartbroken.

Please tell me what you think.

😢😭

The Lost Art of Map Reading

Map-reading is quickly becoming a lost art. Growing up, I’d be in the passenger seat. My dad would hand me a map and say, “We’re going to X, Y, or Z—find it and get us there.” This skill turned out to be my secret superpower.  I worked for a company that had me traveling four out of five days a week for two years. This was just before GPS systems like Garmin were available. I’d fly into a city, grab a rental car, pick up a paper map, and navigate to every location without a second thought. No satellite guidance—just me, my sense of direction, and a trusty road map.

Last fall, I spent nearly two weeks in Europe, feeling confident I’d checked all the boxes on my packing list. I had started making a packing list when we started travelling with a one-year-old and I have been using them ever since. Let me emphasize, I am very good at creating and following my lists. But there was one small detail I overlooked—my phone. I didn’t think I’d need it much since I wasn’t planning to make calls. Turns out, even if you’re not dialing anyone, online access and texting are absolutely essential. Not having texting or internet made me feel less like a savvy traveler and more like someone trying to navigate with a paper map.  Folks, Google maps is an absolutely essential tool to have when you are travelling anywhere.

Without maps on my phone, I felt like Granny from The Beverly Hillbillies, wandering Beverly Hills with no clue where I was going. And finding a real map? Nearly impossible. In Brussels, I went to the Hilton’s front desk and asked for one. They handed me a "map" that was absolutely useless.

In Brugge, my luck changed, when we joined a tour group.  The tour guide was about to let us loose for some alone time in the city and was discussing where to meet back.  He said to type in the meet up destination and then as an afterthought he as a courtesy, asked if we all had Google maps.  

I sighed quietly and nodded no hoping to go unnoticed. But no such luck. Next thing I knew, he clamped a hand on my shoulder and, loud enough for the entire group to hear, declared, “For those of you who don’t have Google Maps, there’s a visitors center with paper maps—if you can read one!”s.”

All I can say is those who laugh last, laugh best. I headed to the visitor’s center, picked up a paper map, and we wandered all over Brugge without a single wrong turn. We made it to the meet-up point with time to spare, no tech, no stress, just a little old-school navigation.

Fortunately, sightseeing in Brugge came early in the trip.  Even though I can use a map, I still possess very good Tech skills so the very next day, I went online and added a European plan to my mobile carrier.  From that point on, navigating the rest of our journey was a breeze.

Here’s my point: learn to read a map—a real one. It’s a satisfying skill to have, and when the digital fails, it’s paper that saves the day.

Creative Cooking

Now that I have more time on my hands, I’m shifting gears from years of left-brained, analytical work to awakening the right side of my brain. Lately, that’s meant diving spatula-first into the world of cooking. 

The women in my mahjong group and book club? Culinary powerhouses. And my Wine Women of West Virginia crew? They’re basically a living Pinterest board of charm and inspiration. I love exploring their boards. With muses like these, how could I not be whisking up something new?

I’ve never been much of a rule-follower when it comes to cooking. Maybe it’s the Gemini in me, but I’d rather stir with instinct than measure with precision. A while back, I took a class called Cooking Without a Recipe, led by a chef who encouraged us to trust our senses and take chances. He taught us which ingredients are go well together and which ones shouldn’t be left alone in a room together. Most of what we cooked that day was objectively... not good. (Trying to be diplomatic) But the freedom of it was exhilarating.

I often joked with my friend Pam about having a no-recipe showdown, just the two of us pulling ingredients from each other’s pantries and seeing what kind of chaos we could turn into cuisine. She was a natural at that kind of creative abandon. Life, of course, had its own timing, and we never got the chance. But I like to think it’s still a possibility for us, some lazy Sunday, two friends, a glass of wine for inspiration and a couple of mismatched spice racks, finally giving it a whirl.

These days, I cook not because I need to feed myself, I certainly don't need the calories, but because I am preparing foods for my friends. The women in my mahjong group and book club? Absolute kitchen dynamos. And my Wine Women of West Virginia crew? Endlessly inspiring. Each gathering with them is like a spark—igniting new recipes, new stories, and a newfound joy in bringing people together.

The other day, a friend surprised me with a bundle of fresh rosemary. The scent was bold, woodsy, and wildly alive. Magical! Grocery store rosemary can't compete. Ordinarily, I throw together a quick dish with chicken tenderloins and rotisserie seasoning. It’s what I call a C- recipe nothing to brag about, but serviceable.

That rosemary, though? It shifted everything. Suddenly I wasn’t just making dinner; I was composing. I wonder if Mozart felt this way when he sat down to compose his Symphony in G Minor No 40. (one of my favorites) My creative juices kicked into gear, and I found myself riffing on flavor, fresh garlic simmering, sweet red peppers and rosemary making the kitchen smell delightful. The outcome a solid B. There's still room to tweak and grow but it was good. 

 As you suspect there was no recipe for this chicken but here is the ingredient list, I will leave exact measurements to you.  Have fun!

• chicken tenderloins
• one red pepper
• a small Vidalia onion
• 3 sprigs of fresh rosemary
• McCormick's Rotisserie chicken spice
• Kosher salt and pepper to taste

Simple but good.

And maybe that’s the real recipe—one part courage, two parts friendship, and just letting go.

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Mac and Cheese YUM (a Homage to Mitch)

 Mitch's Mac and Cheese

Once again, I found myself listening to the Bob and Sherri Show, my favorite drive-time radio show—when they brought up one of my all-time favorite comfort foods: macaroni and cheese. Sherri was raving about Ina Garten’s recipe, calling it the best on the planet. And hey, everyone’s entitled to their opinion, we can all respectfully agree to disagree.

Ina Garten is, no doubt, a culinary icon with her cookbooks and TV show, but I’m not convinced she makes the best mac and cheese. That title, in my heart, belongs to a dear friend of mine. Mitch was a firefighter in D.C., and somewhere between saving lives and stirring saucepans, he perfected the most soul-warming mac and cheese I’ve ever tasted. Just thinking about it brings tears to my eyes—it was that good. Gooey, rich, and decadently creamy. I can barely talk about it without getting emotional.

Mitch has since passed, but so much of who he was lives on in the memories we shared, and in that unforgettable recipe. Ina’s version might be great, but in my opinion, Mitch’s was the gold standard. Though if I had to rank a second place, I’d give it to Chick-fil-A’s surprisingly tasty take.

Easy Come, Easy Go (not really)

 

  

Bobby Sherman was the quintessential teen idol. His passing at 81, after a battle with stage 4 kidney cancer, has stirred a wave of nostalgia and sorrow for me and perhaps many of you who grew up in this time period.

Here Comes the Brides really was a product of its time, romantic, and a little wild in its premise. The idea of importing 100 women to a logging town to keep the men from leaving? Today, that would raise more than a few eyebrows. But back then, it was framed as a lighthearted adventure, and Bobby’s portrayal of Jeremy Bolt gave the show its emotional heartbeat. David Soul also starred as one of the Bole brothers in the show. Yes, before he was Hutch, he was one of the Bolt brothers. Great Ensemble!

And who can forget the songs "Julie, Do Ya Love Me,” “Easy Come, Easy Go,” It’s no wonder he graced the pages of Tiger Beat and the walls of so many bedrooms. I saved my babysitting money to buy issues of Tiger Beat. The articles weren’t really the draw—it was the photos of all the teen idols of the day that made my heart skip.

What’s even more remarkable is how he stepped away from fame to serve others—as an EMT and LAPD reserve officer. That quiet heroism says so much about who he was beyond the spotlight.

With Bobby Sherman's passing, I feel like piece of my childhood is gone.

Deep Dish

For all my culinary friends who watch the cooking channel and food network this book is for you.  It is by far no literary masterpiece, and it doesn’t proclaim to be one.  It is a light fun summer read about two chefs that have local cooking shows in the south.

Gina has a show called Fresh Start. She takes your everyday southern dishes and prepares them in a healthy way. Unlike Paula Deen, who famously loves butter, Gina takes a lighter approach—though, don’t get me wrong, I adore Paula Deen and have even tried a few of her dishes. That said, they do lean heavy on the fat and calories.

Tate on the other hand has a show called Vitals, a show with a rugged, back-to-nature vibe.  Watching him, you half expect to have Granny from the Beverly Hillbillies pop up as a guest.   His show is all about venturing into the wild, catching his own ingredients andd then preparing them on air.   MMM MMM Good! Very cave man and very sexy.

A New York producer from the cooking channel is looking for a new show and has his sights on these two chefs.  He comes up with a brilliant concept having a Food Fight on TV and so Gina and Tate Square off.  May the best chef win. 

This book was written during the cooking channel heyday a time when these shows inspired want to be cooks like me.  I loved watching Rachel Ray whip up her 30-minute meals and Sandra Lee was truly inspirational as she prepared dishes on Semi-Homemade.  My family appreciated many of the recipes I prepared after seeing these shows.

Deep Dish by Mary Kay Andrews is a cute, quick read that you can polish of at the pool in no time.

Broadway in 12 minutes

Growing up on Long Island we were just a train ride away from NYC.  Lucky for me my parents were avid theater goers, so we went to see many shows. Whenever I was asked what I wanted for my birthday, my answer was always the same—I wanted to see a show.  

I kept the playbills to all these shows for years but when we downsized and moved into our new house, I had to let them go. (I still question my decision).  Before parting with them, I took one last look and discovered some very interesting details.

In 1968, when I was just a child, my birthday gift was a ticket to see Fiddler on the Roof. According to the playbill, Bette Midler was playing the role of Tzeitel. I remember her being wonderful, though I was in early elementary school and hadn’t realized exactly who she was at the time. Back then, she was simply Bette Midler—she hadn’t yet become the Divine Miss M.

Years later, I had the chance to see her perform again. This time, a live performance at Merriweather Post Pavilion. The show was outrageous, electrifying, and just as wonderful as I remembered.

I don't know about you, but YouTube has become an obsession for me.  With so many viewing options, it's a treasure trove of entertainment, travel and learning.  I have discovered some brilliant comedians, picked up knitting and crochet techniques, taken cooking classes and enjoyed music and musicals.

If musicals are your passion, you'll love this 12-minute compilation featuring some of the best moments from various shows. It’s absolutely worth your time! Bonus: it features James Corden, Emily Blunt, and lin Manuel Miranda. What more could you ask for?