A bittersweet cocktail takes a writer back to memories of his mom and childhood visits to a long ago wonderland.
Yes, winter is finally here in all its brisk and snappy glory. Of course I live in Southern California and as of this writing, it’s 80 degrees outside. But I’m a New England boy at heart and winter will always be a snowy time of year in my mind’s eye. And even for us Left-coasters,
A dear friend recently sent me the recipe for a cocktail called the French Riviera and I immediately flashed back to my childhood. Our family had embarked on a trip across Europe and while I was only 12-years-old and innocent to the temptations of alcohol, the experience remains indelibly stamped in my mind. We visited
I moved to Los Angeles nearly 40 years ago in pursuit of my dream to become a television comedy writer. One of my fondest memories is of a wonderful cocktail, served at a splendid French restaurant in Sherman Oaks called Le Serre. The provider of that drink and spark to my Hollywood aspirations was my
Okay, so I’m not going to mention the elephant in the room. I know. We’re so worn out by it all. What I will mention is how I came to find out about this lovely cocktail with its unique combination of ingredients, born in the most unlikely of places. Last year, back when people were
At this point everyone is pretty much fed up with their own four walls and looking for ways to get in a little social interaction. If you’re like me, those Zoom calls were great the first few weeks, but the technology is really starting to wear thin. I’m pleased to note that people are starting
Whenever I sit down to a delectable meal, I never think about how this bountiful harvest got to my plate. And I certainly don’t ponder the critical role bees play in making my beloved fruits, vegetables and nuts possible through pollination. But the truth is, we all should be thanking these humble and hard-working creatures.
Sports fanaticism is something I readily attest to. I’m very passionate when it comes to my hometown, one of those guys who is always wearing a t-shirt or ball cap emblazoned with the logo of his favorite team. Obnoxious, right? Win or lose, I’m rooting for my guys. So, why is it that some of
My wife and I are big football fans. In fact, one of the first things that attracted me to her was the fact that she loves the game as much as I do. Nary a Sunday goes by when we can’t be found glued to the couch watching morning, noon and night. And though I
I’ve always had a soft spot for ginger beer. Maybe it’s because it’s like ginger ale, but has that extra-gingery, spicy kick. Or perhaps because it has beer in its name, yet is still pleasingly sweet. When I came across this apple/ginger beer-flavored cocktail, it got me thinking – where exactly did ginger beer come