Kemba-less Three Musketeers
About a month ago, my mom was in the city for a meeting, or a haircut, or something like that. That evening, we had dinner together at Via Carota, my favorite Italian spot in the West Village. As we enjoyed the delicious Cacio e Pepe and Rigatoni Pomodoro, we talked about the basics: work, my new…
Reality Check
Such a beautiful rest stop!
I decided to guest-blog tonight so everyone can get a normal perspective on this insane trip. That, and Hank has been obsessively asking me to do it since we pulled out of the Denver airport parki…