by Sandy Lingo | Feb 25, 2017 |
You’ve seen it. The groom takes a piece of wedding cake and smashes it into the perfectly made up face of his bride. This is the message: Ladies will not eat unless they are force fed. Stop fast-forwarding past the commercials, and you’ll see men scarfing pizza,...
by Sandy Lingo | Nov 18, 2016 |
(Maybe we should just skip Thanksgiving this year. Given the political climate, is it prudent to gather a diverse group of people around a dining table where a carving knife plays such a prominent role? And there are so many soft, creamy foods—pumpkin pie, sweet...
by Sandy Lingo | Aug 10, 2016 |
“We make our syrup in house,” said Sugar ‘n Spice owner Steven Frankel. “Here’s the recipe: sugar, water, sugar, more sugar, some brown sugar, maple flavoring, sugar, and some more sugar. We cook it till it’s almost booze, then back it up.” My friend Teri ate...
by Sandy Lingo | Jan 18, 2016 |
“Oh, and you have to wear a hat,” Pann Webb said after I accepted her invitation to the Webb New Year’s Eve Dinner Extravaganza. I am not a party girl, and I had only accepted after she assured me that I didn’t absolutely have to stay up until midnight. Then she...
by Sandy Lingo | Aug 1, 2015 |
I think my husband dreamed this up when the kids had discovered we weren’t really as cool as their friends, about the time they were ten and eleven. They called it a “borgasmord.” Here’s how it worked. Each of us were given three strips of paper. On...
by Sandy Lingo | Jul 25, 2015 |
Rick and I had been standing on a hot Amsterdam tram through thirteen stops, using our wide stances to stabilize ourselves and our hips to stabilize our luggage. When the doors opened, there was Henrik, our Norwegian son-in-law, to carry our suitcases. He lifted...
