But on Thursday morning I had, unbelievably, nothing on my calendar so I spent the morning lolling in bed with my honey. I described the breaking glass incident. “The glass must have had a crack,” he guessed. “So that when the waiter poured the cold wine into it, it shattered.” “It exploded, Jon....
I scrambled down the few steps. The cameraman followed me, a bit subdued, no doubt chastened to have been reprimanded by the boss. “Thank god, we were not going live,” Cam said. Awkwardly, he lifted himself off the floor. His hand went around to the small of his back. “Owww,” he cried. “I think I...
He is so cute. No wonder Aunt Ruby fell for him - twice. After we had finished eating dinner, Melanie had dashed back to speak to the special event planner about holding our bridesmaids’ luncheon at the restaurant. “The Bridge Tender is Faye Brock’s favorite restaurant,” she’d told us. “And I’ve ...
Gus hadn't said a word about my falling asleep on his sofa, and for that I was grateful. Melanie's house is at the end of Rabbit Run on Sandpiper Cove, a sprawling ranch with bleached cedar shakes, green shutters, and a split rail fence that was covered with early-blooming wild roses. My headligh...
The entre description made me drool: fresh grouper, pan-seared in a crust of cashew nuts and sesame seeds, layered over celery mashed potatoes with roasted red pepper butter. Watching out for Melanie was turning into a superb culinary experience. Whoever said good deeds went unrewarded? "A simple...