A Story {Let’s start at the very beginning. A very good place to start.}

Maya Angelou said that "there is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you." Virginia Woolf pointed out that "if you don't tell the truth about yourself you cannot tell it about other people." Do we believe this? When a story grips us is it because something of real life touches something deep... Continue Reading →

Childhood Christmas Wish

Sweet Belgian waffles and powdered sugar decorated my plate this morning at Verbena's Cafe. And, while "Seasons Greetings" was artfully proclaimed by the red and green place mat, no holiday message could compare to the delightful childhood memories conjured up by warm waffles and syrup - not even the ridiculously strong coffee poured often by the smiling wait... Continue Reading →

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