Yak Talk

My thoughts on all things great and small

The Feast

The Feast

I grew up in Brooklyn, New York, where the big highlight of the summer season was the Italian Feasts held in Bensonhurst. There were amusement park rides, carnival games, popcorn, cotton candy, and food vendors selling the most delicious homemade Italian specialties: sausage and peppers, meatball heroes, porchetta sandwiches, and hot fried zeppole. Today, the SonsRead more about The Feast[…]

Weeds Welcome

Weeds Welcome

I bought this garden sign a few weeks ago, because I loved its message. It shows sad, misunderstood little Eeyore, making a plea on behalf of the lowly, much-maligned weed: “Weeds are flowers, too,” he says, “once you get to know them.”  Unfortunately, I don’t have the greenest of thumbs–okay, I admit it, I tendRead more about Weeds Welcome[…]

Time Marches On

Time Marches On

On rainy mornings like this, I used to love to cuddle up with my daughters and watch Little Bear. That was a long time ago, and although I was happy to see that the show is still on, it seems the years have not been kind to our furry little friend. Oh, dear.