The first time I can recall being told that I would be a tough act to follow, I was about 13 years old and it was the woman cutting my hair. At the time, I recall having no idea what … Read More
Have we known each other long enough for me to offer up one of my favorite, most difficult, and absolutely most fun recipes to make without you smirking and closing down the screen? Kindly recall that I have also offered … Read More
I am not much of a list writer, actually. But here goes. Write a blog. Pointer fingers are overrated when you are hunting and pecking, chicken-style, anyway. Wash half of my hands. As in, one hand. Ever seen a kid … Read More
It all started at 2 am this morning when I awoke with that awful feeling in my throat that serves as a flashing hazard light, informing me that I am set to feel sick for a bit. Something about the … Read More
It is so strange to realize that I have suddenly (because it did feel sudden… wasn’t it only about a year ago that my inner thought dialogue sounded exactly the same as it did when I was 16? And yes, … Read More
Recently, I attended a ladies’ fellowship evening at church. It was hosted by a gracious woman with a beautiful home and there was intentional conversation and teaching about hospitality, which explains/justifies the two different cocktails I learned how to make … Read More
I obviously lack maturity. If you have been here longer than about ten minutes, this will not astound you (though you could strive for politeness and stifle the snort and eye roll), so maybe it is not surprising that when … Read More
That’s right — this one is for you, my non-baking soulmate of a reader. The one who reads all my blither about creaming butter while munching on Cheese-Nips and sipping Merlot and giggles over my folly and wonders why I … Read More
Now, some supercilious humbug could be reading this and argue that it seems to them that the veracity of the title depends heavily upon the nature of the question (not my regular readers, you understand. But theoretically, one of you … Read More
Over the summer, I had a temporary lapse of sanity and attempted (once again) to learn the art of making sourdough bread, chiefly because I really like eating it. I engaged with hell itself and requested a whole collection of … Read More