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September
Once More Into The Breach
I have been married to Mark for almost 20 years and if I have learned one thing, it’s that you must serve your gameday snacks…
An apron with my name
I want an apron with my name on it. I stopped working full time in January. I can’t quite bring myself to call it “retired.”…
Falling out of love with my grill
I never thought I would see this day and I’m even hesitant to write about it, but I’ve had a revelation regarding my gas grill…
The Wedge
Forget grain bowls, coconut-oil based dressings and…please…no more kale. Lately, I’ve been pining away for a good old Wedge. No one knows who invented that…
Make yourself a regular
King Daddy and I adopted a travel plan when we first went overseas. Go to one locale and make yourself a regular. When we went…
Goulash
I seem to be surrounded by goulash these days. Now that Dammit Boy lives in Vienna he makes it or eats it in a restaurant…
The fruit ninja
My son, who many of you know as Dammit Boy, is a 26-year-old research associate at the Vienna Center for Disarmament and Non-Proliferation. He is…
17
August
I Feel Like An Exoskeleton For Supper
The other night Mark out of the blue said: “I feel like an exoskeleton for supper.” It’s not every day you hear something like that….
27
July
Yo ho ho
I am not a rum girl. When I was in high school, our gang would congregate at Vicki Gaulding’s house because her father didn’t keep…
25
July
Simple is best
Well, I got my comeuppance tonight. I’m a corn snob. I think – or thought – the only corn worth worrying over was Silver Queen,…
20
July
The virtues of Velveeta
When I was a kid, my mom would make me Velveeta and mayonnaise sandwiches on Wonder Bread. I actually thought that Velveeta was a type…
27
March
Retro food day
I didn’t realize it until this morning but I had a retro food day yesterday. I was home writing grants after a big giveaway at…