They invited me to come along, but I honestly had more fun watching my two little sisters have a big night at the Phil Collins Genesis concert Tuesday night in Chicago. My sister Jenny (who also goes by Jenna) called it a Jenna-Sis night and they live-texted me throughout. As I've written about before, I [...]
I witnessed the astonishing capacity for human connection via innovation Saturday morning in my mother’s basement. Manning her cellphone, three laptop computers and, on occasion, a hastily borrowed flip phone, my sister Jenny executive produced the final session of WW Presents, Oprah Winfrey’s Your Life In Focus: A Vision Forward virtual wellness tour. She and [...]
Because she’s very busy living it, my sister Jenny rarely spends any time reflecting on how cool her life is. Fortunately, she has me to remind her. For instance, when she called to ask what she should bring to a little family gathering at our cabin this weekend, I asked her to bring the Emmy [...]
They say you can’t go home again, but I did. I even bought my parent’s house and am raising my family there. My house and I share a language, and I can translate each floorboard’s creek, each radiator’s groan. I can trace our house’s history through ceiling cracks, like rings in a tree trunk. “When [...]
Mario Bartali raves about the Italian cakes he sells at his cleverly named Chicago restaurant, Eataly. The Bauli description does sound heavenly with phrases like "irresistible fragrance," "amazingly fresh," "extraordinary," and "a magical moment." Also, I think my sister Jenny may have been influenced by the pretty purple packaging when she picked up Il Pandoro [...]