One of the things I lament most about the advent of modern architecture is the tiny tub. I personally blame Frank Lloyd Wright. Anyone who knows anything about architecture (and many who don’t) know FLW as one of the most… Continue Reading
Well this was a week. After being hermetically-sealed in my house (well feeling like it) for the past two years I actually ventured out. There is going to be a City Council election in town come June and a couple… Continue Reading
Well now, we are getting into the way-back machine.. Someone on here happened to mention good old Jean Naté, which is something I haven’t even thought of in decades. According to the interwebs, Jean Naté was created back in 1935… Continue Reading
After Portia’s post on SJP Lovely, I felt an undeniable longing to go find my bottle of Narciso Rodriguez, which I was pretty sure was in the perfume-stash cooler I packed for moving. Each bottle was safely wrapped pre-move, in… Continue Reading
It’s cold here, and we’ve had some lovely snow. I was walking along in the sunlight, getting a bit of fresh morning air, and the most interesting, delightful combination of smells wafted over me – that frosty, icy smell of… Continue Reading
Hey Posse. Ages ago I was asked for the recipe to my Mums Orange Salad because I was talking about Annick Goutal’s Nuit Etoilée on A Bottled Rose. I’ve never known anyone to make it before and have no idea… Continue Reading
Each morning when the sun rises high enough over the mountains to hit the front of my house, I set my pots of rosemary and basil on the sill of my bedroom window. Each evening I pull those sun-drenched pots… Continue Reading