Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

I need to self-regulate in a major way. I’ve become obsessed with finding our next home, less so about the actual homes and more with regard to the school districts. I’ve been comparing reading level test scores, student / teacher…

I took these photos of the beans this past August, at the Nassau County Museum in Roslyn, NY. It’s all of eight minutes from our house, and it’s magical. I used to go there with boyfriends in high school. Different…

When I worked in advertising, I was especially bothered by emails suggesting my calendar be blocked off for a “postmortem.” After a campaign or new business pitch, we’d gather in a conference room to discuss the breakdown of communication, the…

My toilet is crying much of the time, running water with the cry of a preemie, so soft, but loud enough for my son to walk away from the television, across two rooms, to shut its door. The plumber is…

I long for connectedness, wanting to hold on to the people of whom I’ve let go. In a move, in growing up, across the country, across time, I think that’s what we do when we cook. We don’t only connect…

People expect me to be writing. “Great day to write, no excuses.” You lose power, you’ve still got a legal pad and pencil, a sharpener from your makeup bag. In reality though, it’s a great time to get full. To…

I once went down a man-made slide on a tropical island, a lover’s paradise. I was wearing a bikini, and when I picked myself up off the ground, after the hard slip down a water slide, I emerged with both:…

Roundup. It’s an appropriate enough word all right. A roundup of the best dishes and drinks is exactly what your round rump needs as it hides in lumpy corduroy. Current weight: 140 lbs. Rounded up to the nearest whole number.…