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A thank you to Jack’s friends and the end of an era

Last Thursday night, before Jack was preparing to return to the University of Alabama, he invited his friends over for what may be the last time in our home. When your house becomes a home A big house is built to hold a family. To nurture that family, keep them safe and sound, and provide the shape for a home to be created. Since 2006, this house has been a home to my children and a tight circle of friends…

Italian Stories

Finding peace and a little humor

For what seems like years now, I have not slept through the night. I fall asleep early and wake up in the middle of the night. I wander through the house as my mind races with thoughts of family, business, finances, and lately, the loss of Izzy. I miss her terribly. Christmas time makes my middle of the night walks slightly more palatable. I weave through the dozen Christmas trees that light my way. The ornaments bring back memories of…

Why everyone should want to be a Pug.

All dogs are special. Dogs have a soul that shines through their eyes and draws you in closer. It lets you forgive them when they have an accident on the floor or chew your favorite shoe. Unconditional love is defined in one word-D-O-G. I am not a cat person at all, and now both my children have cats. Did something go amiss in the gene pool that wired their brilliant brains to say, “Yes, let’s get a CAT?” Then there…

Food & Philosophy

Thank you James Taylor

The music and lyrics of a James Taylor song can soothe a broken heart, make you dance in the kitchen, or add that sumpin-sumpin to an open sunroof ride on a fall day. James Taylor has been a part of my life since I can’t remember when. The first time I stepped foot into the Saratoga Performing Arts Center, aka SPAC, I was too young to drive there myself. I will never forget the smell of Adirondack Pines, the cool…

Pasta On The Floor Schenectady NY

Confessions of a quarantined and frustrated writer

Pasta on the Floor has been more than a blog to me. Since 2009, I have shared my experiences with you writing about the people, places, and situations that I  have encountered. Oh, and the food! Cheese does indeed heal, and great food makes a great night with friends more than memorable. I thank you for every text, hug, and comment that you have given to me. The quarantine has squelched my inventiveness. My creative, externally stimulated mind is forced…