My mother and I never shared a glass of wine. Could that even be possible? But it was. My mother rarely drank and when she did, it was fuzzy navels. Ten years ago, I met a woman who had just arrived in town from New York City. We found an hour to meet at 7 Monks for a drink. I was intrigued by her big laugh, her big hair and her loud, lovable personality.
Changing life now
Changing life now
Changing life now
My mother and I never shared a glass of wine. Could that even be possible? But it was. My mother rarely drank and when she did, it was fuzzy navels. Ten years ago, I met a woman who had just arrived in town from New York City. We found an hour to meet at 7 Monks for a drink. I was intrigued by her big laugh, her big hair and her loud, lovable personality.