Almost There, or The Pain of Bardo

Years ago, I went on a date with a diabetic. This was during a time in my life when I was convinced that I would never, ever again meet someone I could possibly love, let alone spend the rest of my life with. I was 29 or so and in the thick of dealing with my body going awry and watching what I perceived as every single person I knew getting engaged or married, and so I went on a date with a man who asked me out on — if you can even recall such a time — Friendster. He claimed to be like Josh Lyman from The West Wing, and that meant a whole lot to me in those days. Continue reading

Join the Conversation: Life’s Luxuries (These were your favourites!)

Lemon Tart is (very!) Lemon Tardy summing up the March Salon Question: What is the luxury you cannot do without and why is it indispensable to you? You all had delicious things to say. In fact, if I strung all of them together it sounds like the kind of day or weekend that would be hard to resist. Imagine 48 hours of this:

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Join the Conversation: What was the best money you’ve ever spent?

The pointer on the computer screen hovered over the word “Submit”. Ninety dollars seemed like a lot of money. When I had thought of it as $30 per month for three months, it hadn’t seemed so bad. I thought I’d … Continue reading

The Secrets We Keep

These days when I leave the house, I take the refrigerator with me. For a three-hour-long journey, I pack two peanut-butter sandwiches, two yogurts, an apple, two oranges, crackers, water and ginger ale. For a shorter trip—to the bank, let’s … Continue reading

Ten (Possibly) Absurdist Truths About Belgium

It’s been just over a year since I’ve been back in Belgium full time, and I recently had some house guests who’d never been here before, which is always fun because not only is it important that we stuff them … Continue reading

Grüß Gott: A Viennese Introduction

A tram stop, right near the Westbahnhof.

Almost two months ago, my husband and I moved from New York City—where I spent the last 12 years—to Vienna. Since our August arrival, we’ve met a few lovely people, but I basically have one real friend so far, a … Continue reading

The Sweetness of Not Getting What We Want When We Want It

Fleshy Wonderfulness

I can’t get enough.  Images of those round, fleshy, rosy orbs of sweetness hover at the edge of my mind and nibble away at my crave center, refusing to leave me in peace. Despite all of first lady Eve’s considerable charms I would bet Adam was never tempted in the way that I am on a daily basis to give in to the temptation to fondle one again and again, even if for just a few stolen moments, and to drink in the scent and sigh from the pleasure of the sweetness that emanates from within.  Continue reading