I was raised right between Italy and Austria. “So, where did you go to school,” people often asked me and my answer confused them even more. I went to school in the South of Germany, three hours away from the small village that I called home. Like life wasn’t complicated enough the way it was. Continue reading
“It is believed that the onion originally came from India. In Egypt, it was an object of worship —why I haven’t been able to find out. From Egypt the onion entered Greece and on to Italy, thence into all of Europe.” — Better Living Cookbook Continue reading
When you have to visit a public toilet, you usually find a line of women, so you smile politely and take your place. Once it’s your turn, you check for feet under the cubicle doors. Continue reading
Finally, it’s spring, even here in the midwest. The summer sheets are on the beds, jackets and coats have been put away until autumn. The weather went from terribly cold to hot without anything in between. The official start of summer is just four weeks away. Continue reading
It is true, I had a cooking blog. I love to cook and enjoyed writing about it. I shared some of my European recipes with my blogging friends. The blog was called “Bringing worlds together in my kitchen.” Continue reading
They knock at my door -uninvited
they never respect my privacy.
No soliciting I say and point to the sign
hoping they will understand and go away. Continue reading
Sometimes I come across an article or a story that doesn’t leave me alone. People I don’t know -and never will know- are all of a sudden on my mind for days. Continue reading
I wish I could make people sit down and listen to this. I am not sure if it would do any good, it seems you can’t reach people on the other side anymore. Continue reading
“In the Desert
In the desert
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
Who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said, “Is it good, friend?”
“It is bitter—bitter,” he answered; Continue reading
The other night I made an Austrian stir fry. I cut the meat off the bone, sliced it thin and prepared the dish the way I always do. Later on when we were eating my husband found a piece of bone on his plate.
“It always ends up on my plate,” he said and shook his head; I couldn’t help but smile. Continue reading
Photo Prompt Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
“This was my first accident,” Marlise said with laughter in her voice.
Grandma didn’t find it funny at all. Continue reading
Movie ratings are guidelines for parents and kids and let me tell you. They didn’t work when I was a child, and they don’t work now. Why? Continue reading
The French citizens have spoken, and they have spoken loud and clear. They sent a message to the right-wing nationalists and stomped them into the ground -where they belong. Continue reading
Ladies and gentlemen, please fasten your seatbelts. We are not going back in time, we are flying back in time, and it might be a bumpy ride. Continue reading
Yesterday, when I stared at a picture of a building in France two things came to my mind. Cheese and Hitler, in exactly that order. Continue reading
It’s Wednesday, time for another post,
more fiction, a short story,
based on a photography. Continue reading
My neighbor had a heart attack. It had happened at the gym, right there in the locker room. People acted quickly, gave him CPR and the ambulance showed up just a couple of minutes later. Continue reading
I cannot proof it, but I am almost certain that a red warning light comes on each and every time I call our TV provider. Perhaps there is even a picture of me, with little horns and a trident? Continue reading
Photography by Liz Young
Marlene had searched for her mother’s grave for a very long time.
All those years she had wondered what she would feel, surprisingly she didn’t feel anything. Continue reading
I have a theory about Trump voters. First and foremost, there is the party voter. They follow blindly, just like an old woman in Ohio stated. “I am committed to supporting the conservative party, even if it’s being led by the “Jackass” Donald Trump.” Continue reading
This woman held up a sign that says it all. We live in the 21st century and have to march for science. Absurd indeed! What better day for a protest for science, than Earth Day.
Department stores are closing left and right, hundreds will lose their jobs and once again it looks like we are not prepared. I can’t help but shake my head in disbelieve. “Seriously, we didn’t see that coming?”
I work mostly standing up and lately, I can feel it in the evening. My feet are hurting, no matter what shoes I wear during the day, so I had the brilliant idea to order a foot massager, I thought that could do the trick. Continue reading
They had been hidden in a box at the bottom of her wardrobe for many years.
“I bought them when I was about your age,” she said when she gently handed me the shoes. Continue reading
“I am going to buy a gun,” my husband said and I didn’t respond, just gave him the unapproving look only females can come up with.
A group of older, married women met at a seminar on How to live in a loving relationship with their husbands. The women were asked, “How many of you love your husband?” Continue reading
I do everything full heartedly, always give my best, even when I am wrong, even then will I do everything I can to outdo myself. And I am telling you, I do have my moments. I wish I could blame it on age or missing hormones, I wish I could blame it on somebody else -anybody else- but often there is just no way out. Continue reading
I am not too crazy about the political news lately. I try to avoid it because there is only so much I can take. However, there are days when I have to read it, and I just can’t get enough. Continue reading
The Presbyterian Church called a meeting to decide what to do about their squirrels. After much prayer and consideration, they determined the squirrels were predestined to be there and they shouldn’t interfere with God’s divine will. Continue reading
Photography Dale Rogerson
Often she brings home a pizza from the little Italian café at the corner.
She turns on the music, listens to Dean Martin and opens a bottle of wine. Continue reading
I have seen a lot, I have read a lot. I wished for it a million times. I don’t pray, and if I would, it wouldn’t be for peace, but I would ask for humanity and civility for all. These words have a meaning to me, they are the core of my being. Continue reading
I woke up cranky yesterday; every bone in my body hurt. I quickly diagnosed myself and decided I wasn’t sick enough to stay in bed, got up and dragged myself through the day.
Photo Prompt Jellico’s Stationhouse
Every Sunday he took his bike and drove across town.
He would be gone all day; it was his weekly workout, that’s what the neighbors thought. Continue reading
Today’s song is one that gave me, and many of my generation so much hope. Back then, for the first and last time, the Soviet Union had a human leader. The year was 1991 when the song “Wind of Change” became an international hit. Continue reading
Many years ago I lost a good friend, she was older than me, and I was fortunate enough to be with her almost to the end. We had many talks, and she was generous enough to share her life experience with me. “Don’t ever look back with regret,” she said, and I am not so sure I understood it right then and there. Continue reading
First, it was the silence of the night, that I feared, too often it was interrupted by yelling and screaming when my drunk parents started to fight. Continue reading
There are writers and there are poets and then there was Leonard Cohen, who I think was absolutely brilliant. Most of us know his song “Halleluja” and while it’s beautiful I always thought that “The Window” is one of Cohen‟s most compelling songs. Continue reading
Diane, over at “Ladies who Lunch reviews, etc.” had the nerve to tag me for the A-Song-A-Day-Challenge. My husband laughed out loud when I told him about it. “You are going to lose a few followers,” he said, and I just nodded. Continue reading
I am so excited! Coal is coming back. I am not sure when and exactly how, but we here in the U.S. decided to go back to basics -whatever that means. Screw the alternative energy, that’s horse-hockey. We don’t need windmills or solar panels, we need good, old coal for something -not sure what. Continue reading
I love photographs, pictures of older faces that I like to call “character shots,” interesting buildings and architecture. Breathtaking images of landscapes, animals, and situations in black and white, or color. So many bloggers take pictures on a daily base, and I wanted to be one them. Continue reading
Photo prompt by Fatima Fakier Darier
All day long she sat in her small tower and watched the horizon. She had the harbor log, knew the names and the origins of the ships that arrived that day. Continue reading
I give classes now and then, mostly to women who want to learn how to restore and reupholster a piece of furniture. Most of them are pretty crafty, to begin with, and they know how to sew. Continue reading
“We didn’t know.” That’s the statement I often got when I asked about Hitler. Just the ones who had helped or resisted, those were the ones who apparently had known. People like my Grandfather, who was held as a political prisoner in a concentration camp, he knew, he had seen it. Continue reading