I am submerged in the land of farts, “whoever smelt it dealt it”, burps, peeing in the bushes, unflushed toilets, “jinx- you owe me a coke”, wiping mouths on t-shirts. burps, stinky feet, tipping cereal bowls up to drink the milk, Hot Wheels, superhero underwear, Pop Tarts, Cap’n Crunch, Spaghettios,
I recently resolved to visit Tallahassee and my grandsons Liam and Luke, four times a year- during each season. Spending time with them is a top priority, but there is also the advantage of experiencing the seasons, which we don’t have in Miami. For this Spring, I booked my trip
Gigi Camp, that long-awaited period in the summer when I have my grandson Wyatt, is over. It was a little more complicated this year as I had to pick Wyatt up from his Mom (in New Smyrna), since they live in Saint Augustine. Phoenix was not a happy (non-Gigi) camper.
My Christmas plans have changed. If you are a parent of adult children, you know your plans for Christmas are not your own. Originally, Chris and Courtney were coming down to be in Miami on Christmas Eve and Christmas morning, as were A.J., Justin, Wyatt and Phoenix. At this time,
Well, the Superbowl of Meals, aka Thanksgiving, is over and the pressing questions have been answered. Was the turkey moist? Was the stuffing delectable? Did the pies dazzle and delight? Yes, yes and yes on my part. Although getting a hot meal out on plates for 14 people isn’t an
A former Air Florida flight attendant and daughter of a pilot, I love traveling, cooking and entertaining. Whether exploring Miami’s newest hot spots, visiting old favorites or discovering hidden gems, I’m always up for an eating adventure. My Foodie in Miami website shares personal essays, recipes, restaurant news and reviews, as well as views from my tropical garden.