Category: Hartford Magazine
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Many of us can remember celebrating our 16th birthdays filing paperwork at the Department of Motor Vehicles and leaving with our licenses — or, at the very least, learners’ permits. Those days, however, may well be over. While there are still plenty of teens spending their birthdays at the DMV, an ever-increasing number of them…
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Perched atop a broomstick at the intersection of Essex and Washington streets, Samantha Stephens smiles at passersby, many of whom stop to get a picture with her or come in for a closer look. Cast in bronze, the witch who married a mortal not only attracts fans of the long-running 1960s TV series “Bewitched” but…
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Like everybody else, I keep the usual stuff in my dresser. I have a drawer allocated for socks, a drawer for pajamas and even one for my “workout” clothes, an oxymoron since any kind of physical activity is the last thing I do in them. There’s also a drawer for my stash of undergarments. But…
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Poor Marie Antoinette, not only did she end her life at the guillotine, but her lasting legacy is having uttered a phrase that most historians agree she didn’t actually say. Regardless, “Let them eat cake” has been a popular maxim for more than 200 years and for equally as long, if not longer, that’s exactly…
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Chapter nine of the Weddings 101 handbook states that all reception tables should be perfectly round, provide seating for eight guests, and have white tablecloths with identical floral centerpieces. End of discussion. Or is it? And is there even a Weddings 101handbook? Probably not, but that hasn’t stopped countless couples from abiding by those rules…
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I think that I’m a good driver. I’ve never really had an accident except for the time my husband left the garbage can in the middle of our driveway and I backed into it. Of course he argues that it was off to the side, but I’m fairly confident that it wasn’t because, obviously, how…
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A leisurely drive through the hills, a trip to the local pumpkin patch, apple picking, a walk in the park, check, check, check and check. Been there, done that. Considering that autumn is nothing short of New England’s senior prom, why spend it doing the same old things when there are plenty of leaf-peeping expeditions…
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When I was little, my mom accidentally shut my hand in the door of our tan, wood-paneled station wagon. Back in the days of no seat belts or fancy automobile safety features of any kind, I had been hanging out of the car door waiting for her to finish putting groceries in the back, when…
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Depending on where you live in Connecticut, the Jersey Shore isn’t a bad ride. It’s only a few hours by car and, despite the notoriety of the TV show that shared its name, it’s unlikely that you’ll run into Snooki or Pauly D when you get there. Instead you’ll find miles of pristine beaches, picturesque…
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By nature I’m a curious person, and like to know things. For instance, I’d like to know why a single cigarette ash can burn down an entire national park, but using a box of Duraflame starters, the Sunday paper and a squirt of lawn mower gas, I still can’t manage to ignite a fire in…
Sarah Lemire 