Together with 2 other friends, I went on a drive from Cape Town, to the Cape of Good Hope and points between, on my trip to South Africa.
And away we go!
By this point in our trip, my back was playing up like a sulky teenager, so I was glad to sit in a car and not do anything terribly energetic, like walking. What a wimp I am. Continue reading
A few weeks ago, I brazenly invited myself to visit a new friend living in a renovated barn, in Hampshire. Poor thing didn’t stand a chance. Before she could even protest, I’d already booked passage south from London.
I had bought a gift to bring along, just to prove I’m not an ignoramus who invites herself to someone’s house and then is too rude to bring an offering.
Error Number One
I forgot the gift, leaving it on my dining table before catching the train. Continue reading
Well, I’m outta here. Gone. But only for a week.
I’ll be back, though, but I thought you should know where I’m going, and why. Continue reading
Today I finally give you the low-down on the last part of our trip to Prague and Vienna. Lucky you!
The day we went to Vienna, we woke up in Prague, drove to Theresienstadt, and then south. During our drive from the concentration camp, we spent our time in quiet reflection at the horrific living conditions we’d just seen. Continue reading
Again with the recipes! Yesterday I told you how to make our mother’s delectable shortbread cookies, a treat she produced in quantity every Christmas.
Tonight we’ll be lighting the first candle of Hanukkah, and in our house you just don’t do that without potato latkes. My mother-in-law Phyllis taught me this recipe 30-some years ago, and I’ve been making them to her specs ever since. Continue reading