“Row, Row, Row your boat,
Gently down the stream.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
Life is but a dream.”
I can remember the first time I heard this song sung in rounds, with the second…
I was lucky enough to know my great grandfather. His name was Thomas Romano and he was a five-star chef who immigrated to America in 1945. He was an imposing figure- he never spoke below a shout and looked like Carlo Rossi from the wine label. He didn’t say much, but any time I’d say…
My wife and I recently visited the beautiful country of Ireland. We went on a “cottage tour”, which is a semi-fancy way to say: we went and looked at old houses. The average country cottage in Ireland is over 200 years old. They are nearly universally made of stone with thatched roofs and are…
It was St. Patrick’s Day and my family was gathering at my brother’s house for dinner. He hosts a gathering every year for the holiday- he is a private chef and works very hard to put out a celebratory spread. We aren’t Irish but we love food. My brother’s corned beef is amazing and…