by Chrysa SmithI'm not sure about Irish food. There are some good ales, meat pies and potatoes. But classic Italian or French, it ain't.Nevertheless, on March 17th, when we're inches from spring, what better time to celebrate the wearing of the green than with some food and drink? Personally, I've already indulged in some Irish Soda Bread. I've always liked the sweet/savory taste of the raisins and caraway seeds. It's pretty good for [...]
by Chrysa SmithMy husband and I were lying in bed this morning. He turned on the news (first mistake), and here went our commentary:Reporter: The Madison Wisconsin Senators are still hiding out in Illinois....Mark (Husband): They should all be fired.Chrysa: Well, they were hired to represent the people; in good times and bad. What kind of example is that? To leave town when the going gets rough?Reporter: Brigham Young University cut a key [...]
by Chrysa Smith I don't know about you, but the older I get, the more I like my green veggies (except for peas, which I can't stomach). My favorite on the list just happens to be asparagus.Half veggie, half floral (there's some variety of flower that's strikingly similar) It's about that time when asparagus is becoming plentiful in grocery stores. The prices are coming down from $3 and $4/lb. to something more palatable, [...]
by Chrysa SmithJust go with it is my peace mantra when my life seems to be getting all meshuga. But just going with it, when Adam Sandler is involved, is a whole other kind of meshuga--one that makes you laugh your tushie off.I do love Adam Sandler; probably because I can easily get a case of the sillies, induced by slapstick humor, innuendo and alright---making fun of someone's obviously unusual flaws (like the [...]
by Chrysa SmithDo Americans have enough time off? I believe the average is 10-12 paid days annually, plus accumulated vacation time (if your employer hasn't had to cut benefits) We do seem to work an inordinately long number of hours compared to our European friends. No hard coffee breaks, casual cafe conversations, best friend bistro time---all to stop and smell the roses. I remember back to the week I spent working in Switzerland, [...]
by Chrysa Smith Remember back to your twenties? Right out of college with a credit card and check book in hand, you were finally an adult. And as you engaged in various retail, business or social transactions, you were suddenly shocked when, one day, a clerk, nurse, bus driver or waitress didn't call you Mary, Sue or Peggy but Miss. Hmm. Were they talking to me? I guess it's proper etiquette for the [...]
by Chrysa Smith Let me be frank. I met my husband 27 years ago in Las Vegas. No, I wasn't serving drinks or auditioning to be a show girl. Rather, we were both attending a trade show and just happened to sit at the same table for lunch. The rest, as they say, is history.You would think this curious story might make me just a bit warmer to the whole Viva Las Vegas [...]
