My lovely nieces, Virginia and Krystyne, returned to America last Friday after their first-ever international adventure—and I think I am just about recovered from the non-stop…
Last night, I did something I (almost) never do: I enjoyed mid-week cocktails with “the girls”. Or rather, with a random group of girls, some…
I’m back from a wonderful weekend in Wakefield (and Leeds) and despite feeling a bit knackered from a long train journey, my soul is feeling…
You may know by now that I’m a big fan of Martinis. It’s not that I’m a big drinker; I just like my RyanCentric Martinis a bit.…
Well, as of 4:00 p.m. I am officially on spring break. Only, that really just means that I’m not going to classes for a week.…
Last night was Guy’s night. Guy Fawkes’ Night, that is. (Well, it’s more often called Bonfire Night in Scotland, but that doesn’t make for as…
We’ve heard it a million times before: “One man’s junk is another man’s treasure.” Well, let me just say that I’ve found a treasure in…
I have an alcohol problem. A big, big alcohol problem. But it’s not because I drink too much—it’s because I drink too little! You see,…
It’s pickle season. That means that when I come home from work tomorrow the house will be full of people and pickle making supplies. Mmmm……
My love for Martinis developed sometime in the summer of 2008. It was a drink that Paul and I spoke about trying for a long…