Jun 27, 2016 | A Day In My Life
When my widowed grandfather brought a fondue pot down from the attic, it was as if he conjured a spirit from the past. The spirit felt right at home in Granddad’s Victorian house, especially this weekend when our Chesapeake Bay town is celebrating the 300th...
Jun 25, 2015 | A Day In My Life
Cook and run—those were Granddad’s instructions to me this evening. I was supposed to make the chowder for his dinner guests from the retirement village and get out of the kitchen. Then he would add the final ingredients and claim credit for the whole meal. This ruse...
Nov 6, 2014 | A Day In My Life
If anyone had told me on my thirty-first birthday that a year later I’d be living with my grandfather in his ramshackle Victorian near the Chesapeake Bay, I’d have just laughed. Why would a woman with a drop-dead gorgeous fiancé and a dream job as a cookbook publicist...
