I was recently introduced to the Vesper martini, made famous by the James Bond movie franchise.  Smooth, delicious and sexy – the perfect recipe for a drink and a man. Think Sean Connery in his tuxedo saying, “Shaken, not stirred,” Yeah.  Like that. It conjures a very cosmopolitan and sophisticated vibe which takes any conversation to another level. I had my first Vesper recently with two women I met last summer at different events who not only know each other, but are also c

My grandmother in her fabulous hat, gloves and fur on her way somewhere. The 1930 Census Her grandaughter I’ve been thinking a lot about my grandmother lately. She died when I was five years old, but she was a significant presence in my early childhood even though we didn’t have a lot of time together. Recently, my thoughts about her have gravitated to the similarities of our life trajectories and occasionally wondering if I inherited some genetic mutation which has given me

Mexico City Museo del Palacio de Bellas Artes at the ballet, salsa dancing at Mamma Rumba and lunch at Rosetta (with Leslie, not alone!) The Fall has dropped off some new insights, some sadness and a lot of sitting with loneliness.   Muchas gracias, Fall.  I would have been content to sit on my couch with my husband binging Netflix, even letting him watch the sci-fi, war-alien-creature-space shows rather than confront some of these emotions. Alas, life has served-up an entire

On my way to one of the Summer of 2025 dates. Look at that optimism!        I dipped my toes back into the dating pool this summer, on...