I did bake Irish Soda Bread once but it was very dry, and as a kid I’d never pass up the opportunity for a bowl of Lucky Charms. I do know how to say, “Top ‘o the morning to you,” though I say it in my standard New York accent and can’t fake the pretty Irish lilt. I love the music of the Chieftains and, of course, that fancy footwork those Irish dancers are so good at.
Once again I’ve been called to jury duty. (You can read about my past adventures in jury duty, here and here.) But unlike the time before, in which I was dismissed at lunch time without so much as a by-your-leave, … Continue reading →
When I was a kid, my mother and I would often stay up late watching old movies on the Zenith console in our living room. Gosh, how we loved those flicks!
One of our favorites to watch was Imitation of Life, a 1959 tear-jerker with a message. More than just a melodrama, it shines a light on female empowerment, race and class. It’s also about identity and how the color of your skin defines who you are and your place in the world. Finally, it’s about reconciling and accepting who you are. Continue reading →