Home is where my pasta machine is

by Janice Nigro A plane is that modern vehicle of irony, speeding you through the air at times to areas of the Earth that might still be in the stone age. Or at least into another apparent universe where we don’t understand the language, we don’t look like anyone else, and we don't have the... Continue Reading →

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An affordable piece of art

by Janice Nigro I had a boyfriend in college who wasn’t much of a romantic. But he did leave me a surprise Valentine’s Day card once in a place where I wouldn’t have expected it. I remember the card still today. Without saying much, I felt it said, "I am thinking of you." The history... Continue Reading →

The dead hats society

The dead hats society by Janice Nigro I wasn’t one for wearing hats until one day at a meeting in San Diego for cancer research. It was terribly warm and very sunny (I was living on the foggy side of San Francisco), and I thought, I need a hat. It was easy to find a... Continue Reading →

Tassie-“mania”

  Tassie-“mania” by Janice Nigro When I was a child, I thought that the name for the island of Tasmania was derived from some kind of a special sort of psychological disorder.  It didn’t help that the only other thing that I knew to associate with Tasmania was the famed Tasmanian Devil from the Warner... Continue Reading →

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