In Aspen we didn’t end up in a bomb shelter this New Year’s and Charlie Sheen wasn’t arrested, but that town never lacks excitement. With not much snow yet, Aspen was so jammed during the day you couldn’t get into a restaurant and we were living on hotel pillow chocolates and these horrible protein balls that the crazy husband eats. I wouldn’t have minded joining the masses in the streets […]

I’m no domestic diva, but when it comes to Burnt Cream (or crème brulee, the French translation) I may actually have a leg up on my mother this Christmas—sorry, Mom. Kate in False Alarm may never get to cook again with her mother’s new boyfriend around—he really is the Pillsbury Doughboy in the kitchen. But thanks to technology and the Crazy Husband’s 50,000 btu butane torch, my sugar crust is […]

The vet called this morning alarmed that Zar has ballooned up to 109 pounds from 90 pounds in just six weeks. She ran an extensive panel of blood work, certain of a thyroid condition, but turns out Zar’s blood was “gorgeous,” and guess what? He just eats too much. No more table scraps! the vet says, which puts a stop to the roasted Whole Foods chickens that my mother brings […]

A tidbit for you about Chapter 10 in False Alarm that I also talked about on my podcast: The kerosene that Sandy used to hedge the yard? Seems clearly like the pyromania that Kate suspects, but actually, where I got this was from my grandfather, Brick Stallings, who was funny and tough, and hedged his yard with kerosene and it wasn’t due to pyromania…that I’m aware of anyway. He was […]