Lost Art

Lost Art

Celebrating birthdays growing up in Suffern, New York, were always bittersweet. Bitter because of my mother. And sweet because of my mother. Let me explain. I know many people claim that their mamas are the best cooks in the world, but my mother, who is 100% Italian,...
Life’s Math

Life’s Math

I hated math growing up. And hated just about every math teacher I’ve ever had. Maybe because I’m dyslexic and it’s not fun looking at a bunch of numbers that are dancing around. Maybe it’s because I failed or barely passed just about every math class I had ever...
What Comes Around

What Comes Around

I remember when I was 14 years old and I begged my father to take me skiing at Mt. Peter, a small ski mountain upstate New York in Warwick. I first started to ski when I was 13 and became obsessed with the slopes. I wanted to ski every chance I could get. Fast forward...