can’t stop buzzing aboutthe tagliolini with one farm egg at cantinetta, bellevue.
brieflyLove food, cocktails, wine, cheese...in that order. I'm more savory than sweet, but don't be fooled; savory can be treacherous for the waistline. Therefore, I run. Every day is spent living the life I love.
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Monthly Archives: September 2012
So…what do you get from a sixteen mile run? Exhausted legs. A voracious appetite. If it’s 76 degrees, funky tan lines. And these…
The last blue moon until 2015. The moonrise was beautiful. Hope you all were able to see it, wink and give a quiet thank you to Neil Armstrong.