Opening day is June 10 for busy 2012 farmers market.
With Mother’s Day right around the corner, my mind is racing with what should I write about. Of course, we mothers already know that we are loved, cherished, undervalued and over-worked.
Speaking of the uniqueness of her shop, Nancy’s son, Mitchell, inspired me this month to write about his love for the kitchen. Mitchell, only 13 years of age, just had his Bar Mitzvah. He is an avid sports fan, Boy Scout and chef. For his Bar Mitzvah service, he made his own six-braided challah from scratch.
If 50 is the new 40, then I suggest taking a look into Mercer Island’s very own Kathleen Spitzer. She is the owner of Viviane Skin Care products, which was founded in 1958.
Is Valentine’s Day just a big retail enterprise for the mass retailers and advertisers? Love should be expressed year-round in the simplest of forms. Recently, while celebrating a birthday lunch, the most wonderful thing happened. It spoke my love language.
Just because Christmas and Thanksgiving are over does not meant the season of giving is over.
While most people think of Martha Stewart while setting their tables, on Mercer Island, we have our own food staging artist: Michelle Peyree.
“Stone Soup” is a popular fable about a village that claimed it had no food. One day a woman decided to take a caldron, fill it with water, put it over a hot burning fire and plop it in a stone.
Just when you think Mercer Island is slowing down, the Island just speeds up. School is in full swing.
Have you ever had the most perfect day when you spent the entire morning in a real chocolate factory? Talk about a euphoric moment. I spent my entire morning at the factory of Seattle Chocolates in Tukwila, Washington.
The Kesher Garden at the Stroum Jewish Community Center is taking on a life of its own. Walking around the garden during the dismal first couple months of summer, one would wonder if the flowers and vegetables are in full bloom.
What happened to the long summer days when our kids begged for a lemonade stand? My girls loved lemonade stands. To this day we still have our stand. This stand represents so many wonderful aspects about summer and growing up.
It’s July on Mercer Island, and am I ever going to get to wear a swimsuit without a fleece cover up? Most of us who are not from the Pacific Northwest do not understand that summer does not start here until after Summer Celebration weekend.
