This is a follow-up to the stories My Breakfast Went Cold and Scent Of An Evening, published on May 15 and June 1, 2017 respectively. Ever since
This is a follow-up to the stories My Breakfast Went Cold and Scent Of An Evening, published on May 15 and June 1, 2017 respectively. Ever since
The joy of having a house guest, no matter how tiny my quarters are at the moment, is uplifting for the soul. When this house
*This project is in collaboration with Chef Jessie Sincioco, who generously – and gamely – agreed to the idea. The setting is Chef Jessie’s Restaurant in
Friendship is a form of prayer that nurtures and nourishes body and soul. The few people I call friends give the word “supportive” new dimensions
I grew up in countries that place a high value on Mother’s Day. The cynicism that has developed over the last two decades about this
It’s Daddy’s birthday today. There was no celebration, no hugs to give out, and no gifts to open. My father and I were both born on