This post is all about how my mom died. It was profoundly moving, sad, peaceful, loving. Death has it’s own magic. What a healing experience.
My daughter and I spent Thanksgiving at the Bowery Mission, feeding the homeless. It was hard, inspiring work that got us beyond our comfort zone.
Thai Son is a great place to eat authentic Vietnamese food in Chinatown. My cousins, who are from Vietnam took me there and showed me all the ways to wrap, roll and chew on this tasty cuisine. It’s one of the few places they’ll go to when they’re not in the mood to do their own cooking.