I’ve never skied in Switzerland. Yet as I zigzagged across the Alpine Meadow, my husband a few yards ahead of me, and looked around at the vast expanse of white snow studded here and there…
Stand in line for pizza? You must be kidding, I thought as I approached Pepe’s Pizza on Wooster Street in New Haven, Connecticut. It’s part of the ambience, the experience of Pepe’s, I'd heard, and…
Ross digs diligently in the sand, swift strokes that probe deeper and deeper. “I found something,” he shouts gleefully. My husband, Peter, and I lean over and peer into the hole while Ross’ teen-aged brothers,…
I’m always wary of friendly strangers especially in another city, especially when I think the stranger is trying to sell me something. So when the restaurant owner offered to help my family and me as…
Just north of Pittbsurgh, where interstates give way to rolling hills, farms, and thick forests, I discovered a place where passion runs deep, where people are connected to the land and to each other, where…
Did you know that lobsters—those tasty crustaceans synonymous with Maine—used to be considered garbage? “They were first fed to prisoners,” explained Captain Melissa Terry on board the Good Return, a 50-foot passenger vessel. Melissa, an…