Diplomatic Detours

My mother loved to cook. She was most at home in her kitchen. As an Italian, she had grown up savoring the tasty...

Except for being spanked Growing pains disappear As the decades lose veneer. In late adulthood things You’d thought you’d remember...

In the 1980s, I was an American diplomat assigned to the U.S. Consulate in Casablanca, Morocco. At that time, King Hassan II was...