The bulldozers woke me up early Monday morning with their thunderous movement down East Road. I jumped out of bed and rushed over to the window. My first thought was that someone new was moving into our neighborhood. While still rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I continued to watch as a giant flatbed truckContinueContinue reading “EAST ROAD – FOND MEMORIES FROM MY CHILDHOOD”
Cucinare, Mangiare, Amore = Cook, Eat, Love
