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Source I am a child of the sixties. And when I say that I mean literally a child. I was born in 1963. That made me too young to be a hippie but I was definitely influenced by them. I wore bellbottoms in elementary school. I had black power and peace sign necklaces. I dressed […]
Source My husband loves grits. His parents are from the South and he spent summers in Alabama. I love casseroles. I don’t think they are necessarily a northern thing. They seem to be suburban and possibly French. I am both of those things. Plus I was born in the sixties. Casseroles were big then. I […]
Source I recently heard that a cardinal is a representative of a loved one who has passed. When you see one, it means they are visiting you. They usually show up when you most need them or miss them. They also make an appearance during times of celebration as well as despair to let you […]
Source We all scream for I scream ice cream Happy Weekend everybody!
I am dying for a fish sandwich. Plus it’s a Lent Friday so I’m not supposed to eat meat. Excuses excuses right? 🙂
So I just told you about my poetry book Poems for a Rainy Day. Well, I decided to pull out all the dessert haiku and make a cute minibook of poetry. So stay tuned for that one too! 🙂
Source I am working on a poetry book that I plan to self-publish over at Amazon. I’ve self-published before (see my Books page for more). It’s pretty easy. I grew up writing poetry. It’s a pleasing way to express myself. I gave up poetry for about 15 years but took it up again. My book […]
Tessa Kiros says, “This is such a simple soup, consisting of a few ingredients, and it is a perfect example of how good some straightforward things can be.” Broccoli Soup Apples for Jam by Tessa Kiros (Serves 6) 6 cups chopped broccoli 7 cups cold water salt 2 medium potatoes, peeled and cut into […]
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The foodie: I am a foodie. I guess I’ve always been one. My love of food goes way back. Not ever tasting anything I didn’t like was a start. My first memory of being a foodie was my Dad baking oyster crackers. I was less than 5. He…