Oh, bliss and delight! Those first few weeks of falling in love, when I waltzed around my tiny apartment on West 107th Street (my third but not the last during the Columbia years), hugging myself, singing along with Linda Ronstadt, “Love has no pride….”
You’re a very funny writer - what I mean is I always smile a lot when I’m reading your pieces. Seriously funny and behind that serious - you know what I mean!
it looks like he has the Botticelli lips
very entertaining!!!
I still remember that delicious pasta, Ann.
"Coglione" ? What is that ? Love that painting of the dinner table and of course, the "history"
of you and Val, youth , New York, your family, such entertainment.
You’re a very funny writer - what I mean is I always smile a lot when I’m reading your pieces. Seriously funny and behind that serious - you know what I mean!
A roll across the table — that’s one for the ages!