Category: Hartford Magazine

  • Last Word: Friends Say The Darndest Things

    When I was 12, my best childhood friend told me that I had the biggest butt of all the sixth-graders at Kennedy Elementary School. While I admittedly had some extra square footage in the basement as a prepubescent, and could probably fit a pool table on it even now, there were at least a couple…

  • Last Word: Dead Plants Society

    When it comes to plants, some people inherently have a green thumb. Me? I’m just happy the kids are still around considering my complete inability to grow anything requiring oxygen and water. It’s not from lack of trying. I really like plants, and have a decent collection of them scattered throughout the house. Of course…

  • Saratoga Springs: Health, Horses, And Home Of The Perfect Snack

    The potato chip. Delightfully crunchy, salty and, as the story goes, originated in Saratoga Springs. While most people probably don’t associate upstate New York with the world’s most perfect snack, legend has it that back in 1853, an unhappy patron sent his potatoes back to the kitchen at a local restaurant, not once, but twice,…

  • Beer, Revere & Ice Cream: Visiting New Hampshire’s Lakes Region

    On a frosty December day in 1774, Paul Revere raced north from Boston to warn colonists that the British were coming. If you think you’ve already heard this story, think again. Most people are unaware that four months prior to the infamous midnight ride of 1775, Revere first rode to Portsmouth carrying a message that…

  • Last Word: Honk If You Use Your Horn

    I’m not much of a honker. In fact, I’ve owned my car for more than seven years, and still have no clue where the horn is. Typically, when a situation arises requiring its use, I just frantically pound on the steering wheel, hoping I might inadvertently hit it. By the time it finally blares, it’s…

  • Last Word: The Toe Incident

    By all accounts, I’ve been pretty lucky when it comes to injuries and medical issues. I’ve only had two official-ish surgeries (anything removed by tweezers in the bathroom notwithstanding) and both of them were dental. Oh sure, I’ve had my share of mishaps. A couple rounds of stitches when I was a kid, countless flights…

  • Last Word: War Of The Cats

    Most people like either dogs or cats. I’m a cat person. That’s probably because when I was growing up, our dog, Max, an amicable cockapoo, routinely gobbled feminine products out of the garbage and used the braided rug in our living room as a city park.

  • From Platters To Pizza: Wish Lists Help Wedding Guests Choose Gifts

    Anyone planning a wedding knows a million details need to be sorted out before the big day. Registering for gifts is one of them. While it’s typically one of the more fun aspects of wedding planning, deciding what to include can be time-consuming. Generally, couples should begin about nine months out, ensuring that most everything…

  • History, Culture and Foodie Scene Make Washington, D.C., A Great Getaway

    After the Revolutionary War,  the newly independent states needed a capital city and just about everyone had an opinion on which state deserved the honor. Among the hotly-debated competitors were New York and Virginia. And while Philadelphia served temporarily as the capital for nearly a decade,  it was a stretch of land along the Potomac…

  • Last Word: Like A Sailor

    To look at me you probably wouldn’t guess that most days I’ve emptied out my considerable arsenal of profane words before spooning sugar into my second cup of coffee. It’s an unfortunate character flaw. One that doesn’t exactly gel with my carefully cultivated Playgroup Mom persona, but lurks just beneath the surface, waiting for an…