It’s August, and you know what that means. Beach books. Honestly, forget Grisham. Try two from the Mercury Trilogy (The Gringo, Laura Fedora) or Nine Lives. “You won’t find anything funnier,” said God. Just click here. For more, go to Robert Brancatelli. … Continue reading Mittwoch Matinee
I went into an Italian bakery the other day and bought a focaccia and baguette. When the clerk gave me my change, she invited me to take a bag of bread crumbs at no extra charge. This particular bakery is … Continue reading Bread Crumbs
My Bostonian shoes have become rain shoes. They’re not really rain shoes. It’s just that every time I wear them it rains. Every time. And I don’t mean rain. I mean flash floods, the kind that send your cellphone buzzing, … Continue reading My Bostonians
The moon landing on July 20, 1969 is one of those historic events that causes you to remember instantly where you were, whom you were with, and what you were doing when it occurred. It’s like Dealey Plaza that way. … Continue reading Were You There?
Today is Bastille Day, the day in 1789 when Parisian mobs turned the world upside down. La Fête Nationale celebrates the storming of the Bastille Saint-Antoine prison and the start of the French Revolution, which ended the Ancien Régime and … Continue reading Liberté, Egalité, but Ixnay Fraternité
It’s summertime and you need something to read at the beach. I get it. Pick one or all three. The first two are part of an unfinished trilogy. Think of Beethoven’s Tenth Symphony. Nine Lives is, well, Nine Lives. If … Continue reading Mittwoch Matinee
Today is the fifth anniversary of this blog. I have published a post every Sunday morning since July 8, 2014. As they say at weddings, for better or worse. The design has changed and the content has varied over this … Continue reading Number Five