I’ve finally figured something out about me and hot dogs. All these road food adventures are leading me to some deep processed meat induced soul searching. This is Tom’s in Whately, MA. Hop off 91 as you are heading north towards Greenfield, and the wildly friendly counter woman at Tom’s is ready to feed you….
meat and the city
Well, we’ve been squeezing into tiny bathrooms again. That can only mean one thing. The country mice have been back to the city. And we have had some very good sandwiches. This week is a bit of a New England tornado around here. We are driving here and there, celebrating this and that, and not…
teo's
This past weekend, we had one of those days when no matter how young or crazy or artistic or different I attempt to think of myself, there was no denying my absolute American mom-ness. There were play dates and birthday parties, and we existed for the sake of the transport of our children from pool…
caiola's
There is a restaurant in the West End of Portland that Sarah has been wanting to take me to for a while. In fact, she was convinced I’d want to move up here just so that I could work there, or even stand by the wall in the kitchen so that I could watch. And…