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(I wrote this on Saturday, May 14th, but I just could not post it till today) Today is the 36th anniversary of our first date. Our first date is the calendar date I celebrate most because without that first date, there would be no wedding date, no anniversary, or the...
There is not a day, nor frankly, a moment that goes by that I don’t feel the unfathomable loss of Chip. It hits me when I attempt the mind and body quiet of yoga. It is a stab in the heart when I am alone in the cheese section of Wegmans. It is a pain to see my...
Being a widow has exposed me to a new world of words, phrases, and terminology. The legal and financial implications of being a widow are overwhelming. The effect on day-to-day life is immeasurable and sometimes surprising. Honestly? It can be unnerving and...
Everyone has that special something they turn to when they are out of sorts. It could be stress, anger, sadness, or just ‘over it.’ I get that, and at almost 60 years old, I turn to a tried-and-true remedy that saved my soul and me for decades. It isn’t traditional...
I was driving back from Rochester last Sunday morning after a celebration weekend with Amelia and Nick. Families and friends came from states away to join and celebrate their engagement. The pictures do not begin to capture the weekend’s events, yet as we left to...
Does cheese really heal? I am certainly betting on Taleggio to help restore me from my cheese-less existence. Yes, I have been without a good cheese for a few months. Chip and I loved cheese, and he especially loved very STINKY cheeses. Say hello to Taleggio. What...
For the past 179 days since my husband Chip passed away, I have been the fortunate recipient of numerous calls, texts, drive-by coffee and wine deliveries, and more hugs than anyone has a right to receive. Still, the sting of living without Chip overrides my ability...
I recently dreamt that I lost Chip’s wedding ring. Since the heart attack, I have been wearing it on a chain around my neck. The sound of the wedding band clicking against the chain delivered a sense of calming and comfort. However, I could not bear the thought of...
I have been seeing Sam Sifton for years in full view and disclosure to my husband, Chip. Every morning, Sam appears in my email with temptations of elegant charcuterie boards, outrageous breakfasts, and sweets that could tempt even a die-hard dieter. Who is Sam...
Chip has become quite the traveling partner, hidden away in my backpack. Per my last post, A New Way to Travel With Chip, you read that Chip is mobile and pretty much a captive audience. (Have ashes, will travel) So, on one particular Saturday afternoon, Jack, Chip,...
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I am often asked, “What is Pasta on the Floor?”
Pasta on the Floor is different for everyone. It is a recipe that tells a story and inspires them to try something new. For others, stories of family, joy, loss, and hope engage with them. This brings me a great deal of happiness. I do not take myself too seriously, so be forewarned the subject matter is open and truthful. In many ways, Pasta is a tale of life, and I think you will find familiarity and commonality as you scroll through these pages.
