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Indulgence on Route 2: A Christmas Tradition

December is almost here and it’s time to start thinking about Christmas trees. In our neck of the woods, many people I know choose to cut down their own Norway spruce or red pine. They usually drive to New Hampshire … Continue reading

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Believe it or not, Maine’s main export is not lobsters.[1][2] But Maine is known as “vacationland” and lobsters bring the tourists in. So in the summer of 2003, Gourmet Magazine sent the writer David Foster Wallace to investigate the ground … Continue reading

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Introducing BOBS

Today I am adding a new tag to this blog. I’m calling it BOBS. I know that BOBS is not the most pleasant sounding word. In fact, it could easily be confused with BLOBS—a particularly unpleasant word. But once you … Continue reading

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Why I love where I live

Diana Vreeland, according to the new documentary about her, loved to turn people’s defects into their assets–like a celebration of Barbra Streisand’s nose or  Lauren Hutton’s gapped teeth to name two. That concept inspired me to flaunt something I’ve always … Continue reading

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Jealousy

I was just thinking how powerful art can be and thought of a review I wrote of Julian Opie’s show at the Barbara Krakow Gallery in Boston in 2010 for Art New England. That review at 360 words couldn’t possibly … Continue reading

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Home

A few years ago a friend asked me to write an essay about Home. This is what emerged.  Mom died when I was eight. Seven months later, Dad, my brother Sam, and I packed up and pulled out of our … Continue reading

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Jefferson’s Veggie Garden

In April, my family and I visited Monticello. Our purpose wasn’t really to see the house, an icon of early classic revival style, but to spend time in the vegetable garden. My uncle, Peter Hatch, the director of gardens and … Continue reading

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Pop a pill!?

 Anxiety I read an article recently in New York Magazine called Listening to Xanax by Lisa Miller. In it she says we are no longer a Prozac Nation—to borrow the title of Elizabeth Wurtzel’s book—we are now a Xanax Nation. … Continue reading

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The Power of Prose

I am a sucker for good writing. That might sound obvious, but it’s not always easy to find. When I do, I feel transformed. Or maybe I should say transfused, like I have just received a fresh flow of blood … Continue reading

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How to Ride a Bicycle in Boston: Three hard-learned tips for keeping it safe on the streets

There are many reasons why you should take advantage of New Balance Hubway—Boston’s bike share program–which reopened for the season yesterday. There’s the obvious—it’s good for you and for the environment. But the hidden bonus of biking around town is … Continue reading

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