Thanks to Tunnelbear, ITV and my laptop, I’ve joined the Brits for the newest season of Downton Abbey. Of course the magic genie wands of not only fancy internet finagling but, mostly, the brilliant team of creatives behind the scenes who’ve conjured up this intoxicating world, transport us 90 years back in time. To toast …
When I was in college, I won a ham. I mean, a big, huge, smoked, ginormous ham. I brought it home to my mother for Thanksgiving weekend, as it wouldn’t fit into my tiny dormitory fridge. At least one of us was happy. Speaking of winning, here’s a chance to win a copy of The …
what’s the first thing to do when advance copies of my first illustrated book arrive from london?
set up a photo shoot amidst my vintage barware, of course!
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