You love too don’t you? How do you love? That’s what I heard each time I was asked the question “How was your Valentine’s Day?”Oh perception. It’s just small talk. Tiny talk for this week’s Monday. It is Tuesday, because there was a real holiday on Monday. But I am Read more…
Why are romantics hopeless? Isn’t hope the basic foundation for romance? It’s the thing you’re pinning your bets on when you take a chance with your heart. You are *actively* hoping for a happy ending. I am an unabashed romantic. I am also a practical romantic. Is that an oxymoron? Read more…
I’ve finished all my Christmas chocolates. The rich dark brick from ChocoSol. The bar from SOMA with decadent cocoa nibs sprinkled across it. The Camino single origin. All gone. These are not bars for binging. They are artisanal, imagine a Lady Danbury eyebrow arch, to be savoured square by square. Read more…
Sylvie’s Love. Black love in cinematic technicolor. I am here for it. It was released on Amazon just before Christmas 2020. The trailer and pictures had me pining for the Sunday matinee movie dates I used to have with my mother. I was busy with actual Christmas and closing out Read more…
Bin it. Chuck it. Trash it. Dash it wey. However you want to say it, it’s the end of a garbage year. And yet… It’s not going to be dumped in some landfill and forgotten. It’s part of the future. The pandemic will continue past midnight. 2021 isn’t going to Read more…
Life is loud. It is as if we are collectively making our way across Times Square; no matter what direction you’re heading you are going against a current of bodies, some notice you, some are oblivious to their bruising impact as they hustle by. There are always those trying to Read more…
Dark chocolate with a strong espresso. A full red and a creamy brie. Popcorn with warm butter. Dinner and a show. I could go on but I’m triggering all kinds of cravings. Anyway you get the picture. Iconic pairs. Perfect pairs. Books on a desert isle. Who remembers picking five Read more…
I dare you. Since this is a follow up to last week, maybe it’s I double dare you. Imagine if this season, every purchase brought a little profit to a black or woman owned business. What would be the effect of mass numbers of folx patronizing local businesses and picking Read more…