New Year’s Resolutions – I don’t think I’ve ever made one in my life.
New Year’s Resolutions – I don’t think I’ve ever made one in my life.
nc”Will you marry me, Patti?” quipped Pat Sajak. Of course I replied, “Sure!” I was obviously already married. I wasn’t sure what to write on my bio card. I wrote, pastry chef. At the time as I baked a lot of the desserts for our restaurant. It’s why Pat asked me to marry him. Apparently, he liked desserts. But back up…
I know I said in my last post – The Finer Things in Life – that aside from the fact we will arrive in Washington, D.C. for the holidays, we have no set plans or destinations in mind for our upcoming 2-month road trip; and that is the truth of the matter.
If you’re of a certain age you may remember the classic commercial, “See the USA in Your Chevrolet.” You can’t read the words without singing the melody, right?
Table Etiquette. If you’re of a certain age you may remember fine dining with white linen table cloths, numerous utensils on the table and trying to figure out which fork to use when – always start from the outside and work your way in – and the waitstaff always seemed to know exactly when you were finished and how to properly pace the service.
If I had a nickel for every time someone said to me, “Oh, I’d love to own a B&B, it would be so much fun.” I’d be able to add a couple of dollars to my growing stash of if I had a nickel wealth.
If I had a nickel for every time someone told me I should write a book about our lives in the hospitality industry, I’d be a wealthy woman. Well, no, actually, I’d have about $1.35 in my pocket but you get my point.
If you’ve been reading this little ole blog of mine for a while, you know that we own and operate a B&B in southern Oregon – and you know that when we’re not hosting guests, we’re out traveling the world. We’re learning to streamline and we’re constantly looking for the perfect backpacks.
Ah… Julia, I admire you even more now that I’ve read your book, My Life in France. This book had me from the get go and even though I found it to be a little disjointed in places, I understand the reason for it because these were Julia’s words as told to her husband, Paul’s, grandnephew, Alex Prud’homme.
Lake of the Woods
We interrupt our regular scheduled programming to bring you a photo array of what we like to call a little piece of paradise. Also known as Lake of the Woods.