
For four years I had been going every day to the same school – first with Kyle and then Zoe joined in. Thursday is the last day I will be doing so. I can’t believe it’s an end of an era – I know I know….a beginning of a new one. As I write this…

When we were kids, we used to tell this joke, over and over again, that till this day has become part our cultural references; and it goes like this. A psychiatrist goes to visit the mental institute to see how the patients are doing. He sees them diving into the pool, yelling and generally looking…

Just across the street from the LA landmark that is the Farmer’s Market, is a hidden away treasure that is more like a porthole to another continent- the old land, Europe, or more specifically, France. Once you step across the entry way, you’ll find yourself in the flea market in the south of Paris, Porte…