Christmas featured a bit of prayer, a glass or two of vice and the most intense and delicious slab of beef – the size of a small canoe.
We live in a wobbly three-bedroom house built by cretins, without a single nail, apparently in half an hour.
Here’s to all the Chardonnay Moms, Cabernet Dads and the dude at the end of the street who always forgets to turn off his outdoor Christmas lights at the end of the night.
Proud to announce that the lovely and patient older daughter will become a mom in May, the same month her mother and I were married.
The lovely and patient older daughter and her husband Finn just got a dog too, a lovely and patient pup named Penny Laine.
Why box up Christmas in January and hide all that in the garage?
What a lovely city LA is, if you’re willing to look past all the pretty people and the Bentleys.
This season is full of tiny hazards, self-reflection being one of them. Herbal non-gluton crackers being another. And beware of those non-dairy non-cheeses.
He is a bonfire, I am the spark who started him.
These stuffed mushrooms are guaranteed to turn your life right around.