Go to The Copper Hen – it’s food therapy. I walked in angry, walked out happy!
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Nicollet Avenue has something tasty for you to try. It’s called The Copper Hen and Kitchen. Continue Reading
Was I too Black to volunteer for high-society gala?
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It’s 6:15 p.m. and I’m not supposed to be home right now, in full makeup and in my pjs. Continue Reading
Discussing Planned Parenthood at the dinner table
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Are you that awkward guest at a dinner party? You know the one. S/he finds one kindly ear and latches a hold of its owner like a life preserver? I am. Meh… Continue Reading
I am not, nor have I descended from a Hipster
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It was studiously, judiciously planned, my visit to Blacklist Vintage. Continue Reading
Croissant comfort at a caffeinated classic: Muddy Waters
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Do you have a favorite haunt? You know, that special ‘watering-hole’ or ‘greasy-spoon’ where your car finds itself parked, without abject direction or even precognition? No? I don’t either. Until now. Continue Reading
It’s colonoscopy time!
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Here’s a quirky thing: it’s almost my birthday and that means it’s this gal’s annual doctor appointment season! Continue Reading
Exercise goals and the healthy vanity of it all
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Well hello there, TC peeps. Long time no talk, I know! Seems years since we’ve connected, shared. What? It has been two years? Well lemme’ tell you some’n: Exercise is good m’kay?
Boiler Room Coffee
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The latté breve. I miss it. Ever since my dx of cardiac defects I’ve given it up. It and it’s $5 price tag was easy to leave. Easier than having to leave a place to hang, surf the web and nosh.
Clickable Solidarity: watching Egypt’s revolution while wearing pajamas
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As an effete, sheltered, well-fed American I joined Egypt’s revolution from the comfort of my dining room. Between my daughter’s violin practice, the maintenance of dogs and cats and family meal preparations, I have been unable to turn away from my MacBook’s screen; it’s now, my cyber barricade. Continue Reading