August 2, 2001
Michele Marr o7 "They are as sick that surfeit with too much as they are that starve with nothing." -- The Merchant of Venice 1.2.5-6, Nerissa to Portia f7 As you read this, I'll be chowing down at a family shindig on Fish River, a threadlike tributary off Weeks Bay in the Alabama delta. There's sure to be some barbecue and shrimp, maybe some oysters, soft shell crabs and catfish. There might could be some file gumbo, fried okra or green tomatoes.
June 21, 2001
June began with one great disappointment. My sister's 17-year-old daughter, my niece Kellen, graduated from Saline High School in Saline, Mich., on June 3, and I couldn't be there. Since her family relocated from Santa Cruz to this small, pastoral town not far for Ann Arbor, I don't get to see enough of Kellen, her 12-year-old brother Remy and their mom and dad. And a kid only graduates from high school once. This kid, who never really liked school, had worked hard anyway and was graduating with highest honors.
September 2, 2008
MICHÈLE MARR At any corner I turn in Huntington Beach, it seems like I spot a spa these days. There are spas and ever more spas to rejuvenate skin, nails, hands, feet, make-up and muscles. Each summer Chabad of West Orange County (www.chabadhb.com) takes the concept of the spa to another level when it hosts its one-day “Spa for the Soul.” On Aug. 17, 70 women showed up for the fifth annual event at the Sea Cliff Country Club, which allowed the group to bring in a kosher caterer.