The first time I tried eating an oyster it didn’t go well. It was in my grandmother’s kitchen. Someone had…
First of all, let us apologize for the long pause in our blog, but we do have a very good…
I wasn’t supposed to go to Jazz Fest and see MynameisJohnMichael or Trombone Shorty, and I surely wasn’t supposed to…
Our second full day in Florence was a museum day specifically dealing with the Accademia and the Uffizi. We hadn’t…
On the second day of our Super Shower Weekend, as I am now calling it, my family treated Cristina to…