There's something to be said about the men in our lives. The ones who held our hands as we learned to walk, who handed us the keys to an old Oldsmobile on a Sunday afternoon when we were 14. There's a strength in an opinion unmarred by fluff, and heart-to-hearts against a stubbly cheek.
There's ...
The Brunch Bunch Does Derby
I'm not sure how it started. A couple of us thought we may need a quick outside-the-office meeting every few weeks or so to discuss our goals, air any grievances, and encourage one another through life. After so many months, we brought on a couple more members, changed our group chat name to a ...
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A full baker's dozen. Happy March, big man.
** photo by Don Lehman ** ...
Sprung a Leek
If I'm being honest here, I've not always been a fan of vegetables. I grew up on a farm, and had way too many forced feedings of turnips and cabbage cooked down within an inch of their life. I loved the sweet corn though, and green beans when they were cooked just enough to still be snappy. I was ...
Cheers to 2019!
A couple of weeks ago, we were invited to join some family friends for a Saturday dinner. Thinking there'd be a small meal and a lot of Bourbon, we were pleasantly surprised to find ourselves in a kitchen buzzing with activity. Husband was bright-eyed and excited over some thick pork chops he'd ...
Bellaire: The End, Part 1
I've been known- on occasions- to surprise the heck out of people with decisions I've made. Whether it was the time I came home the day before prom with my waist-length hair chopped into a tiny pixie cut, or the mid-April afternoon in 2006 when I went for groceries and came home with a new ...
Good Gall-y
It was the Sunday before Derby... I was supposed to meet a girlfriend the next night at Nouvelle for pre-Derby Bubbly and nosh, anxious to get the season started. I remember getting a weird feeling in my belly as I was pulling out of a clients house to head home. It was a pain, yes, but more than ...
Oh, Now I See…
I think I was 5 or so when my parents started to fuss at me for sitting too close to the television. Daddy would be trying to watch UK basketball, and my giant head would be right in the way. I didn't make it into first grade before I started wearing coke-bottle glasses. Coupled with buck teeth ...
Bellaire: 1 Year Later
It was a year ago this Tuesday that the tiny house on Bellaire became mine. I remain in awe of what a wonderful investment and what a sweet little home this old, dilapidated shotgun has become.
On November 1st, we welcomed our first guest, and since, we've stayed almost completely booked, ...
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