At last, we arrived in the final country of our summer holiday. Ireland was the initial reason I wanted to do this trip; I’d heard from several people and recall from when I did have vision, that Ireland was beautiful. I imagined foggy emerald green cliffs dropping down to the steel blue sea. I wanted this scenery memorialized on our wall at home. And this,, my friends, is how the idea for this summer holiday was born. We embarked on a three-day Ireland Rail Tour and looked forward to having

On a recent flight, I watched—er, listened to—Amy, the Academy winning documentary about Amy Winehouse. For those who may not recall, Amy Winehouse was the contemporary jazz singer with that unique voice and signature cateye and beehive ‘do. She reigned the music scene in the 2000s but quickly succumbed to substance abuse. All I remember about Amy Winehouse was exactly that. And then I watched this documentary, and it opened up my eyes and heart, so to speak. You see, even though I was nowhere near the fame of Amy

Let this be a lesson in palate preservation: after six different whiskeys, you won’t be able to tell much of a difference beyond those six because your tongue will be tired. You also won’t enjoy the tasting as much because all your mind will be able to focus on is how to get a cheeseburger in your mouth and a cuddly sheep in your arms. Yes, even with whiskey, there can be too much of a good thing. Regardless, my palate wasn’t dead enough to know the so-called pho at

March is National Save Your Vision Month, so today, I welcome a guest post from the Medical Research Charities on behalf of Foundation Fighting Blindness. *** In support of National Save Your Vision Month, we want to shine some light on conditions causing blindness and ways you can get involved with the discovery of treatments and cures. h5>Support medical research One of the best ways to get involved is to support organizations that fund research to better understand and treat serious retinal diseases. Medical Research Charities sponsors a number of

Since today is Leap Day, I’ve invited the hubs to guest blog. Leap Day tradition has genders switching roles for 24 hours—for example, women are supposed to propose to men on February 29th—but my idea of an exciting switch-up is to have John post instead. “You can post whatever you want: a rant, a review, or random thoughts,” was my parameter for his post. Being married to a cook (and being a very good cook himself), the hubs chose to write a recipe. Introducing John Suh, aka the hubs. ***

Because we got straight-up REJECTED at Balvenie, we visited Glenfiddich instead. The Glenfiddich distillery was a much larger operation, offering tours on a walk-in basis. A tour guide, complete with a kilt, gave us a tour of the 130-year-old family operation. I learned that glenfiddich means “valley of the deer,” hence Glenfiddich’s label. At the endof the tour, of course there was a tasting. The visit to Glenfiddich was totally worth it, but they say once you tour one distillery, they’re all kind of the same, so unless you’re a

can’t recall the last time I had a cough this persistent. It’s been over a month, and I can’t shake the damn thing. I’ve gone through OTC cough syrup and two prescription sizzurps—first with codeine, and then with hydrocodone. I coughed so much, I injured my diaphragm. My poor hubs—he dodged my germs for four weeks. But then his body succumbed, and he got sick, too. Fortunately, neither of us had the flu. My cold just lasts a long time because I have a very low immune system due to

I’m not a celebrant of Valentine’s Day, since I think it’s mostly an unnecessary jaunt through over-consumerism, but tomorrow is the hubs’s birthday, so I thought I’d honor him with a recipe for one of his favorite foods. The hubs loves a good burger. In Houston, our current favorite burger joint is Stanton’s City Bites, but why not make it at home yourself? I grew up eating McDonald’s, and even though fast food, especially those Golden Arches, spurs such contempt in our current health-conscious generation, I can’t deny I still

Dufftown is a quaint countryside town. It took us a few hours to get from Edinburgh to Dufftown by car (and a while to get used to driving on the left side of the road). The road trip was a nice change of scenery and pace from our regular travels thus far. I was told there were a lot of green pastures and sheep and some cattle alongside the highway. After dropping off our stuff at Castleview, a true B&B run by a hospitable and friendly couple, we ventured out

I wanted to try haggis, so we had to find a restaurant serving some traditional Scottish fare. That’s how we stumbled upon Howies. We had passed many restaurants after visiting Edinburgh Castle, but none of the menus looked enticing. There were a lot of fish ’n chips, meat pies, and fish chowders—not that there was anything wrong with these—but everything sounded like greasy bar food, so when we found a bistro type eatery up a hill serving lunch specials, we put our names on the list. Howies isn’t super cheap,

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