My Sips and Apps group met recently, and the wine of choice was Sancerre. I wasn’t familiar with this varietal, so in case you’re in the s...

  The Way We Were hit theaters in 1973. I was 17—completely and blissfully naïve about nearly everything. I’d grown up in what felt like a m...

This book explores the complexities of a long marriage. I found it totally relatable since I have been married for forty-two years. Set in N...

  I’m a boomer. I remember when phones had cords, and privacy meant closing the door—not toggling a setting buried six menus deep. These day...

  Ah, sweater weather—that wonderful phrase that signals the shift from sticky summer to crisp air. It arrives just as the leaves start the ...

  Do I want to be taller.  I am 5 feet, of course I do. I’m tired of hemming every pair of pants I buy and watching a midi dress cascade int...

  I try not to talk politics and religion.  I like my friends and family too much to engage in such a divisive topic. But during my morning ...