Food Musings

I am doomed. Seriously doomed.  I think about food All The Time. I wake, debating my breakfast options. I anticipate dinner. I menu-plan what my family will eat days in advance. Today is Thursday and there are errands to be run in the city; get my husband’s car washed, pick up prescriptions, buy some new…

Edible Jewelry at Abrams Claghorn Gallery

When I was little, my favorite candy in the world was the Candy Necklace. There was something about the colors and being given a piece of jewelry and the fact that I could eat it. They probably didn’t taste very good, but – heck – I was 3 or 4 years old; what did I…

Kader Attia at the Guggenheim

  I wish I were in New York right now.  At the Guggenheim, specifically.  For there is an exhibit entitled But a Storm Is Blowing from Paradise: Contemporary Art of the Middle East and North Africa.  Within this exhibition that features photographs, sculptures, videos, and more, is an installation piece by Berlin-based Algerian artist Kader…

In the beginning….

In 1970, I turned six years old. I had two older sisters: Jayne – who was just starting high school – was 15, and Susan was 18, having just graduated high school, was looking forward to college. I was raised in a “crafty” family with sisters who made gum wrapper chains from Juicy Fruit wrappers…