This weekend I was a participant in a rare and decadent event. Hubs, ten friends, and I piled into our cars and braved the spring vacation traffic for the second annual, Top Chef Vieux Mais, or, as... Read more >>

So what’s your poison? Cake? Muffins? Giant bowl of butter? Anyone who knows me is familiar with my pathetic weakness for cookies. A friend used to offer me a cookie, and of course, I’d... Read more >>

Friday night has often been a special night for me, a night of dining, dancing and relaxing—with myself as the beloved focus of my attention. Eating the evening meal alone can be seen as a sad... Read more >>