We love wine. But somewhere in there, Scott got it in his mind that opening a cocktail bar was the dream.  When I met Scott, he couldn’t mix a drink to save his life (love you, babe. Really). And though he grew leaps and bounds in our final year living in DC,

I should have written a New Year’s post when I still had overwhelming optimism for 2020.  And then there was Iran. And Australia. And Kobe & Gigi. And earthquakes in Puerto Rico.  And my entire heart and soul is praying for health for a colleague and Medina friend who has been diagnosed

It’s not news that we have *somewhat*  majorly fallen off the blogging train. But in our defense, our life in DC was wildly more compatible with the time necessary to run and maintain a full-time blog. In those days, our little baby, our brainchild was DC Minute. We used it as a