Yesterday wasn’t the best of days. I reflected on my situation, as all of us do from time to time, and my thoughts drifted towards what I do here on the blog. It’s very tough, because every minute that I work on it is a reminder that Erik is dead. Over and over I think, ‘He’s…
Channeling Luciano Pavarotti, Part One
Although I don’t listen to opera that much now, there was a time when I was younger that it was a part of my daily ritual. La Boheme and fresh pasta. Tosca and fresh pasta. Carmen and fresh pasta. (We bought a pasta machine around that time. Man, did it get a workout. I’m so sick of…
