Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

With Kids, Hit Up Serendipity III : The Foot Long Hot Dog
Being asked, “If you could eat ANYWHERE in New York, where would you go?” is like asking me to plan a dream vacation. My mind slips into a…

This isn’t news. I live for the bookstore. I like the eavesdropping, the cafe, and the ability to turn any corner and be inspired. I love that I’m invited to be still and quiet, that they sell organization calendars and…

People sometimes ask where I work. Do I have an office? Do I work in bed? Yes, and yes, but I do my most productive work A) drunk-ish and B) sober, in cafes. My most favorite place in the world,…

Pork Jowels with Polenta at Parkside
At first smell: it’s as if apple pie had a one night stand with Wilbur
At first bite: Wilbur has been one lazy porker, sunning and snacking on Fern’s corn
The pork is soft,…

scad art
A short at the Savannah Film Festival, Girls Named Pinky has stayed with me. Not so much the actual film, but the Q&A session with the director afterward. Before I go there, here’s how the notes I’d scribbled…

The pep-talk I never posted:
I am a nervous wreck. I don’t know what it is! My mouth is all dry and pasty; my hands are actually quivering; I feel like I can’t focus. I am worried about driving to…

Notes from my bathroom:
Phil is addicted to the Sittin’ On The Toilet video on YouTube, to the point where he’ll just say it in random conversations.
“So, what else do we need from the store? I’m making the list.…

I’
m going blind. Not officially or anything. But it might be time to test the peepers when nearly every bald man across the room looks like Tom Colicchio. It wouldn’t be that much of a stretch today, here at…