Having eaten all the pickled herring we can manage during our time in Norway, we’re in Peppe’s Pizza, an “American style” restaurant a bit off the beaten track in downtown Bergen. In the end, the “American style” here refers only to crust types:...
I’ve written books. I’ve traveled the world. But the achievement I’m proudest of is, without a doubt, my twenty-three year relationship with Clyde. We legally married just over two years ago, surrounded by friends and family in a...
While touring Nova Scotia, we stop in at a Tim Horton’s. Tim Horton’s — named for the hockey player who launched the chain — is a Canadian icon (and continues to be considered this, despite having recently been purchased by Burger King). What...
My heart goes out today to friends and family in my home state of Alabama. Marriage rights are secure in thirty-seven of fifty states. More than seventy percent of Americans live in areas where gay and lesbian people may marry. The nation’s...
This morning, our building’s access control system is down. As a result, the key fobs we normally use to operate the elevators, open the gate to the parking garage, or unlock doors when we return to the building, aren’t working. Because...
Though she’s only four months old and has a vocabulary of only a few dozen words, Windy Day has decided to challenge Dear Abby and Miss Manners by launching her own periodic advice column. Below, she answers the first letters from MadeByMark...
