by robert | Nov 4, 2009 | Article, Santa Fe Reporter
“No you don’t!” I had spotted my daughter Poppy mixing a glass of Ovaltine on the kitchen counter. “You’ll spoil this restaurant-quality meal. How many dads make a grilled undercut of pork with a fresh fruit salsa on a school night?” I admit I...
by robert | Oct 7, 2009 | Article, Santa Fe Reporter
The good thing about being a minivan gangsta is that when a few friends or relatives drop by, you can jam them into your clan van and all drive together like a happy bunch of missionaries. Being stuffed into such close and mobile quarters may cause some minor...
by robert | Sep 2, 2009 | Article, Santa Fe Reporter
I’ve never been much of a tree hugger, but lately I’m starting to understand the need to weave myself some hemp sandals, let my nails grow long and pretend. You see, last spring my wife Lala somehow fancied herself a gardener and started planting like Johnny...
by robert | Aug 5, 2009 | Article, Santa Fe Reporter
When my family moved from a tiny beach community on Long Island to suburban Connecticut, one of the words my father couldn’t stop uttering was “liability.” In Point Lookout, our lot size had been a tidy 80-by-100, so as my father looked out over his new...
by robert | Jun 3, 2009 | Article, Santa Fe Reporter
Maybe it’s our fault for creating a history of elaborately themed parties for his older sister Poppy or for sustaining a Thursday-night ritual in front of CBS at 7 pm, but not so long ago we were walking along the arroyo and my son London declared, “I know what...
