First there came the book, and the book was Mrs. Poe by Lynn Cullen.  I was seduced by the novel because it gleamed like a diamond in gasl...

 When the phone rang fifty minutes past midnight this morning, I knew my Uncle Dean had died.  Phones don't ring at that hour for o...

Living on an island - Alameda - in the San Francisco Bay brings with it many things:  a great group of friends, good elementary schools, a ...

Fall's coming, and your drinks should reflect that.  I mean, go right ahead and enjoy your Gin and Tonics in October, but when the leav...

Bad hair day doesn't begin to cut it, so I had to cut it.  I had Shirley-Temple curls, Alfalfa sprouts - I was a mess.  So much so, tha...

I've got a story for you about rum.  But I need a drink so I'll write it later.

Pauline's.  Have you been to Pauline's ?  It's on Park Street, just up from ye olde bookshoppe.  It's many thousands of squ...