Why I (in theory) Love Cockroaches: Juliet
In the year 2000, I was a newlywed expatriate living in Hà Nội, Vietnam. My promising young husband Ken was Continue reading
Cuzco to La Paz: Jeff
It was the summer of 2009 and we had just completed an alternatively arduous, breathtaking and luxurious four day trek Continue reading
Tzedek, Not Tzedakah: Jeff
The attack on Chesed Shel Emeth Cemetery stunned me. My family, and most Jews I know in St. Louis, Continue reading
Secrets of the White Art Lady: Juliet
In my early forties, I abruptly found myself running a non-profit art gallery in Main South, an impoverished and Continue reading
Concrete Lessons: Jeff
St. Louisans take an absurd amount of pride in the 1904 World’s Fair, which is almost comical to non-St. Louisans. Continue reading
Ice Cream in a Mom-and-Pop Town: Juliet
What thrives here are the mom-and-pop ice cream businesses, from the Broadway Diner in the Canal District, to Meola’s across the West Boylston town line. On a favorite block of the city, one particular ice cream parlor captures for me so much of what I like about Worcester.
The Splits 