I live in California, a state notorious world-wide for being non-smoking. Anytime we run into a French person (and that could happen anywhere), they guess where we're from when we decline their offer of a cigarette. Whether in Central America…

As I mentioned yesterday, we had one heck of a party to celebrate our good friend Naseem last weekend. Wine tasting was followed by wine drinking, followed by many taxi-cabs and occasionally getting shushed by my husband for talking too…

Some of you may remember an image used on this site: an ultimate bacon sandwich made of 22 slices of fried bacon and two slices of white bread. Period. Nothing more. Well that image was from years ago. The maniacal…