Marsha Temlock

we travel solo …

  I attended the Westport author book fair.  Lovely day for a book fair, May 3rd. 

I am sorry to say that every once in a while you have a bad experience playing mah jongg because you wind up playing with a disgruntled or bossy player. Today I had that happen to me. The woman I was playing with immediately took issue when I explained that I had to leave…

Marlene Corby took down two cut-glass crystal bowls she and Al had gotten forty years ago as a wedding gift and filled them with assorted nuts and mints. She’d baked lemon squares that morning and arranged them diagonally on a Blue Willow cake plate crazed like a spider’s web.

I grew up in the Bronx where once a month my mother held a mah jongg game in our apartment living room. From the age of four, I was allowed to set up the walls of tiles around the four racks before the three other ladies arrived. Before I could read, I could decipher…