When the time came to take my newborn son home from New York–Presbyterian Hospital, I carried him in my arms, down in the elevator, through the long corridors and finally out into the world. “New baby!” people exclaimed, watching us. “Congratulations!” total strangers said.
My husband hailed a cab, and I got into the back Read More
When the time came to take my newborn son home from New York–Presbyterian Hospital, I carried him in my arms, down in the elevator, through the long corridors and finally out into the world. “New baby!” people exclaimed, watching us. “Congratulations!” total strangers said.
My husband hailed a cab, and I got into the Read More
For a year, I’ve had a fantasy: I check into a hotel in the late afternoon and have a hamburger sent to my room, along with three martinis. The fantasy is so vivid, I can taste the ketchup and thick slice of onion on the hamburger. I polish off the second martini, placing the empty Read More
For a year, I’ve had a fantasy: I check into a hotel in the late afternoon and have a hamburger sent to my room, along with three martinis. The fantasy is so vivid, I can taste the ketchup and thick slice of onion on the hamburger. I polish off the second martini, placing the empty Read More
