Posts categorized as Memories

Keep Calm, It’s The Holiday Season

Lipper & Mann 1956 drunken elves

There’s a party every weekend. Friday and Saturday nights I’m trying to find a sparkly shirt or dress to wear. Preferably not the one I wore last week. I’ve eaten more cheese and antipasto than normal, not to mention cookies and chocolate, which I don’t even really like. I had my own “kick-off to Christmas” party the first week of December, which was a shining success. Balancing the parties, decorating and shopping with my increased seasonal workload is tough when you’re a freelancer working from home. Should I? A: Wrap […]

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Halloween Memories

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I have happy memories of Halloween as a child. My mother always helped my sisters and I with imaginative costumes, hand-making them to encourage our creativity. She would only buy an accessory if it was too hard to construct or we ran out of time! I remember I was Miss Piggy one year in grammar school. I had a beautiful shimmery pink dress on and I was allowed to wear a full face of makeup to school. I borrowed my grandmother’s faux pearls but the rabbit fur stole she lent […]

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Chirpy

Disclaimer: One week I’m writing about coconut oil and the next this. I hope you guys don’t think I’ve totally lost of my mind… It was an hour before my parents were arriving to go out to Bungalow Bar for a Father’s Day brunch when a friend of mine texts saying “There’s a hatchling bird on the cement in front of Key Food. It can’t even lift its head.” My stomach got sick. I took a few minutes, “Am I willing to go through this?” I don’t know how I […]

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I met Fran Drescher, twice.

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I’m beside myself! Previously published in The Wave. She’s fabulous from head to toe. She’s hilarious, caring, successful, inspiring and everything in between. And she’s from Queens. I want to be just like her. My father-in-law Jerry gifted me Fran Drescher’s 1996 autobiography Enter Whining. It reminded me of my two extremely fortunate encounters with the flashy girl from Flushing. My friend Katie Honan and I were out to lunch in the city at [undisclosed location]. We heard whispers that Fran Drescher was scheduled to have lunch there. Wild luck! We […]

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Grams of the Week – Oct 23rd

Pumpkin-Carving

Here’s a recap of the best instagrams of last week. If you want the day to day follow me here! I had some friends over to get creative and carve  pumpkins this week! The Beach 91st Street Community Garden had a fall harvest party. I made these Italian style finger sandwiches. Everyone brought yummy treats and wine. It was also a beautiful 75 degrees out. Fun day! I went on a tour of Fort Tilden with The American Littoral Society. Our guide, Mickey Maxwell Cohen was knowledgeable and fun to explore with. I’m hooked. […]

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Giacomo’s Escarole Soup

Previously published in The Wave. I was selling some stuff on eBay last week, and in a little slip of the tongue, I asked my husband if the money was “in escarole”, which sent him into a hysterical laughing fit. “I think that might be the Sicilian-est malaprop possible.” he said. In any case, it gave me the idea to share with you an old family recipe for Zuppa di Scarola e Fagioli, or escarole and bean soup. “Uhh, but what’s escarole?” you ask? It’s a leafy green that sort […]

the drop in

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Last summer we were so busy with renovations, it wasn’t even a summer for us. With most of the construction complete, this year is different. It’s only hitting me now… we have a beach house in Rockaway.  Friends, friends of friends, Great Aunt Mary’s second cousin, my co-workers and everyone in-between is dropping in. Text message: “Hey Paula, I’m down in Rockaway, can I park in your driveway? Oh, lets get drinks at Connolly’s too!” After two weekends of random drop-ins, it clicked. “This is going to happen every weekend, isn’t it? I need to […]

Tin Foil Sailing

Sailing a tin foil boat in Rockaway Queens

My sister Maria and I were creative kids. I know everyone says they were too, but we were really out there. We didn’t need toys to play with – gosh, the thought of having an ipad would be unworldly to us. When we did receive a new toy, it wouldn’t last a week. It’s hair would be chopped off or the board game pieces would be sacrificed for a secret time capsule burial ceremony in the backyard (just two examples off the top of my head). I recall playing “tent world” – making a massive tent structure […]

My Assimilation into the Rockaway Borg Collective

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After reading Klaus Biesenbach’s Becoming a Local article in the Rockaway Times Summer Guide, I began to reminisce about my own passageway to the peninsula. I thought I should write about it, so when I’m old and gray sitting on my porch 40 years from now, I’ll remember how I ended up on the Irish Riviera. My introduction to Rockaway was in the fall of 2001. It was my sophomore year of college at Pratt. My roommate, now dearest friend Susanne, invited me to stay over at her house in Breezy Point. It was her birthday weekend […]

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The Shepherd’s Pie Tradition

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Everyone knows about our typical St. Paddy’s Day tradition in Rockaway. A day that  starts at the Honan house for breakfast, then the parade and then to my parents house for the traditional Irish feast. I have to say this years menu may have been the best. One item that has been there year in and year out, is our shepherd’s pie. One year back in college after doing the all day partying, me and my Manhattan College crew came back to my parents house and warmed up the shepherd’s […]

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