America: Land of the Weak?

I took a small break from blogging because I was busy delivering a baby and mastering the basics of keeping said baby alive. Success all around, so here I am back on the horse. My baby break gave me some fascinating material for my blogging comeback: so many more women in America take pain medication…

How to Hampton like a pro

When the summer temperature in New York rises to ‘the high nineties’ (translation for all Celsiusites: when it gets unbearably hot and humid), you will need some help. Over the past few months, I’ve thrown my ignorant attitude of ‘I prefer having the windows open in my apartment and getting some natural air in’ out…

New York’s Bravest are a breed apart

One of the first things I noticed upon my arrival in Manhattan is that New York’s Bravest – which is what N.Y.’s fire fighters are called – take the use of sirens to a whole new level compared to their European counterparts. They go all Vegas on you and put on a show that draws…

Why are Americans obsessed with ice cubes?

I think Americans have different DNA than the rest of the world. There is a genetic instruction in their biological makeup other earthlings just don’t have. Because what I am observing, seems to be a continental determination, not some age or gender issue. It stimulates a zest for H2O in its solid state. What is…