By virtue of living in Prague, the husband and I have the fortune of being based in the heart of Europe. One can access almost any European city within an hour by air and if you travel by car . . .
At present, I am reading Thomas Mann’s masterpiece “The Magic Mountain” about a young man from Hamburg who visits his cousin at a tuberculosis sanatorium in Davos, Switzerland . . .
I must confess that I have been quite the lazy writer as of late. Lackluster on the posts and unable to make the time to share with you all that has (or has not) been cooking . . .