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04/06/18 4:30pm

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CHARITY ROBEY PHOTO Bliss Morehead long ago stopped wearing a fur coat around the Island, but still wears black.

CHARITY ROBEY PHOTO Bliss Morehead long ago stopped wearing a fur coat around the Island, but still wears black.

Bliss Morehead was an advertising executive, a city-loving, urban creature with a BA in English from Barnard when her fiancé Mike Zisser coaxed her onto a ferry bound for Shelter Island in 1981. She remembers asking, “Why would I want to go live on an Island?”

This is what English majors call a rhetorical question. (more…)

03/30/18 4:30pm
CHARITY ROBEY PHOTO  A day in the sun for fathers and sons, like the Diedrich Family.

CHARITY ROBEY PHOTO A day in the sun for fathers and sons, like the Diedrich Family.

When my husband, two adult sons and I travel to Dunedin, Florida, the spring home of the Toronto Blue Jays every March, we come home improved.

We read, we sit around, we drink beer and we watch baseball. It is the spiritual and culinary highlight of the year, a place where our family can experience baseball as a kind of faith and spring training as a pilgrimage. (more…)

03/28/18 4:30pm
CHARITY ROBEY PHOTO | Sam’s Grilled Broccoli — heavenly hot off the coals.

CHARITY ROBEY PHOTO | Sam’s Grilled Broccoli — heavenly hot off the coals.

In 1928, The New Yorker ran a cartoon that expressed an enduring human truth. It was drawn by Carl Rose with a caption by E.B. White. It showed a mother and daughter at a table set with a vegetable that may have been broccoli. The caption, “I say the hell with it,” was an instant classic.

Seventy years later, I learned myself that no matter how fervently a parent wants her child to eat a bit of green vegetables, she is helpless when the child resists. (more…)

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03/16/18 4:30pm
CHARITY ROBEY PHOTO Justine Karen at the Islander.

CHARITY ROBEY PHOTO Justine Karen at the Islander.

A very articulate 16-year old is sitting in a corner booth at The Islander talking about her life. It’s the height of lunch hour and just about everyone in the busy dining room knows who she is, where she lives, who her parents are, who she is eating lunch with, and why.

What’s weird is that Justine Karen is totally O.K. with it. (more…)