Archive for July, 2014

Memoir – Chapter 4 – Every Picture Tells a Story

I rushed around my kitchen. (One of those very few times you wish you were a more Martha-type person.) I assembled a tray: pitcher of iced organic green tea, two glasses, and napkins. What the heck—at the last second I added a plate of lemon CocoRoons—a nice hospitality flair. Not that I was trying to […]