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July
The only tomato sandwich
Nothing heralds the true beginning of summer than a tomato sandwich. I did not always appreciate the essential soulfulness of a tomato sandwich. The conventional…
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…
15
July
Gone awhile
I’ve been neglecting this blog for the last little bit as my sister and I arranged the memorial service and burial of our only cousin…
2
June
Finally some leftovers in the fridge
I love my boy, but he’s eating us out of house and home. I’d forgotten what it was like to have actual leftovers until he…
29
May
Tea time and the ultimate pimento cheese
We like giving teas in the South. We’ll use almost any excuse to get our hands on those deceptively dainty tea sandwiches that can’t really…
28
May
Don’t drain that ground chuck
Making tacos from a kit tonight. I know – how pathetic. But I just got finished making some fabulous scones for a P.E.O. meeting tomorrow…
26
May
Chorizo Frittata
I just made the most amazing thing and I made it up completely. Patent pending…here you go. Chorizo Frittata 7.5 ounces Mexican chorizo (the kind…
25
May
Groundhogs
There are ups and downs about living in a wooden house surrounded by woods. The downs are that critters get inbetween the outside and inside…
20
April
Why are they called “leftovers” when there’s none left?
I’ll bet anyone with a 16-year-old boy has been through this, but Noah’s my “only” and everything is a first for me. Yesterday, I dedicated…
15
April
Rib bones and Jello shots
O.K., so we had our annual fundraiser, Oyster Easter, last Saturday and I’m still getting over it. More than 500 people descend on Travellers Rest,…
12
April
Working at the carwash
Ah, the joys of a newly minted driver’s license. The incessant urge to drive aimlessly from pillar to post, or suburb to suburb, just because…