That drink with each new place to level me & put me in touch with a new spot on the map
The June evening still felt warm around the edges as we turned onto Main Street in Louisville (don’t call it “Loo-ee-ville,” BTW). Finding a parking space was deceptively easy that Colorado night, given the normal state of affairs, and a Read More …
Back when I lived in Frederick, Maryland, I made happy (hoppy?) acquaintance with the Flying Dog Brewery, founded in Aspen, Colorado, with its brewery positioned in Frederick in 1994. They brew on, creating a wide range of cool beers featuring Read More …
I can’t tell you how long I’ve been opposed to cream cheese in sushi…but it’s just plain wrong. And for whatever reason, it’s a real thing in Portugal. They call it “philadelphia,” and it took me some pondering to figure Read More …
Winter ran late that year in Colorado, just like it had one last cold front to throw at us this year in Portugal. The old folks still bundled up…and I’m flashing back to 2015 when I truly grew tired of Read More …
As the first shoots of pumpkin plants come up in the our back yard, memories bring a smile to my face. For I know that in six months those promises of pumpkins waiting to be born will turn into the Read More …
For a city renowned for its dip into sin, we were there for the pastries and coffee drinks…an antidote to the cold November days along the canals. With Heineken being the local beer broadcast everywhere, and me not a fan, Read More …
The train rushed along the track into the sunset as we slid towards Antwerp. When I first staked out this leg of my Euro journey, it amazed me how close by the cities of Amsterdam, Antwerp, and Paris lay to Read More …
I knew the world ran in circles you cannot escape when the tuk-tuk dropped us off at what was purportedly his “special spot” for the second time in two visits. You see, I’d been to the same spot in Bangkok Read More …
The enchantment begins on my flight to Hong Kong. To my happy surprise, the welcome cocktail from Cathay Pacific floats a rosebud in hibiscus punch. It needs no alcohol to make me feel festive; I fall quickly under the spell Read More …
I ponder yet another trip to Florida–always for work; I almost never go there by choice. Not that there’s anything wrong with the state (I’m a fan of Tim Dorsey’s Serge Storms), but I get my fill during these annual Read More …