Tag: march

  • All the Fixin’s: Honeyed Applesauce

    All the Fixin’s: Honeyed Applesauce

    March has hit New York City with an icy vengeance. Spring may technically be on the horizon, the daylight has begun to be saved, but winter is still howling to be heard — to the tune of not one, not two, but three nor’easters in less than two weeks. We, dear readers, are officially over…

  • March Round Up

    March Round Up

    Oh March, you topsy turvy month of lions and lambs, sunshine and snow, steaming hot lattes and iced coffee on the rocks, you really took us for a roller coaster ride. We’ve been busy of late — with work, with friends, with life — and your ups and downs left us feeling discombobulated at times,…

  • March Playlist: When Words Fail

    March Playlist: When Words Fail

    Over the months, we’ve brought you playlists of love songs and sidewalk stompers, rainy day tunes and Broadway favorites. These songs told of sloppy seconds and Kentucky showers, dragons and stars and blisters in the sun. But what about the moments when you don’t want your music to say anything at all, when a piano…

  • March Round Up

    March Round Up

    Not gonna lie to y’all, our lives this month mostly consisted of navigating unseasonable weather, as we tried (only somewhat successfully) to emerge from the self-imposed hibernation of February. While we mostly remained in Netflix-binge and blog-planning mode, we did manage, in the spirit of spring, to poke our heads out of our abodes. Zelda…

  • March Playlist: Musical Madness, Act II

    March Playlist: Musical Madness, Act II

    Our love of musicals is so great it spilled over into a second act, and that’s with the pared down version. (It’s not a problem: It’s just a challenge — it’s a challenge! — to resist…putting every song we love on this list.) We pick up after intermission with two Southern gals relocating to New…

  • The Idylls of March

    The Idylls of March

    I’ve been thinking about spring lately. T.S. Eliot said April was the cruelest month, but my money is on March. March is a tease. March makes promises it can’t keep. It refuses to stand still, springing forward an hour and knocking my sleep schedule, such as it is, completely off-kilter. This month started with a…