Author Archives: Susannah Bianchi
Best Story of the Week…January 14th
I’m on my way home through the Park, midday, when I see a handsome man maybe in his 40s, walking a beautiful dog. A mutt you’d call her, since she’s clearly a mix, legs of a Greyhound with the face … Continue reading
Did You Know?
When you come out of Union Station in Washington D.C., the first thing you see is the U.S. Capitol, beaming, across the sky. At Christmas, it’s even lit up. During the American Civil War (1861-1865), President Abraham Lincoln insisted, the … Continue reading
Best Story of the Week…January 7th, 2021
6:30 a.m. I’m once again in my friend’s store, helping myself to a cup of coffee. I decide, while I’m there, to make one for Diego, the deli kid, busy making sandwiches. While I’m at it, I include a piece … Continue reading
Feed My Sheep
I’m always reading, or at the very least perusing a book, jotting down words or phrases that woo from the page. For instance, I’m rereading the entire Poldark series, this time in order, and Winston Grahams’s language has me swooning, … Continue reading
The Cat’s Meow.
A perfect way to begin the new year, armed with insanity and rodent repellent. It appears I have a deranged neighbor two floors above me who claims she has a recurring rat. As you can well imagine, this doesn’t sit … Continue reading
New Year’s Resolutions I Probably Won’t Keep
Letting my hair go gray, like Patti Smith. Now if I could only sing. I might grow bangs, to hide my wrinkled brow, but what if I look like Lucy, in Peanuts. Not resembling a refugee when I run. Perhaps … Continue reading
Did You Know…Hollywood Edition
Gary Cooper turned down the role of Rhett Butler in the film, Gone With the Wind, regretting it for the rest of his life. The Marx Brothers came up with their name during a poker game, Julius becoming Groucho, Adolph, … Continue reading
Pussyfootin’ Around…Christmas, 2020
Falling asleep, reading, waking up at exactly midnight, remembering, the little elf that I am, had work to do. After delivering cookies on 6, leaving a harmonica for Andy on 9, padding up to 12 depositing fruit cakes to two … Continue reading
PUTTIN’ ON THE DOG
This is New York where one shouldn’t be surprised over anything…but every once in a while… I’m coming out of the bank. A Corgi, AKA the Queen’s dog, and a white Maltese that looks like a package of Hostess Sno-balls, … Continue reading