Sugar and I are breaking up. Our relationship has gotten to the point that it’s toxic, and quite frankly, a one way street. I indulge, often over indulge, in him and he gives me nothing in return. Sure there’s a high the first time we meet after I’ve stayed away for a while, but it’s…
I went to the fair this past weekend and didn’t even try the deep fried Twinkie. I was excited to go. I love fairs or carnivals. I like the sounds, smells, people watching, flashy lights, I’m a fan. This year I was pretty excited to partake in the stick food. New fair food items…deep fried everything. You…
I like peaches. I recently learned the difference between freestone (flesh separates from the pit) and clingstone (flesh clings to the pit) peaches. There’s really no way to tell the difference by looking at a peach, but I’m not a fan of the clingstone ones. I cut my peaches in half, throw the pit out…
I’m not always sure we are heading in the right direction. Plant based, gluten free, dairy free, fish oils, chia seeds, vitamins, juicing…the list goes on and on, and while I participate in much of it, some days I wonder why. My grandparents didn’t take vitamins, they smoked, drank with friends. My grandmother made things…
Jelly beans are evil. I innocently bought a big tub of Jelly Bellies. I have three children, three baskets, I need a lot of jelly beans. Yes, I still do baskets even though my “children” are 20, 17 and 14. Don’t judge. I bought them, I planned ahead and patted myself on the back. Then…
It’s a bird, it’s a plane, it’s CVS? CVS has decided it’s new business model is to move toward a “place of wellness.” I’m not sure that’s going to work, in fact, I’m pretty sure they will go bankrupt. It appears part of their plan is to remove cigarettes from all stores by October. The…
Artichokes are cool. They are like trilobites, well maybe not, because I’ve never eaten a trilobite. Artichokes are similar, that’s the word, to trilobites in that they are interesting to look at and their structure suggests they have been around forever. Both are primitive, complicated and yet simple. They each have a squishy center surrounded…
This is important. This post is number 300. For the 300th time I am sitting at my computer to write a post about something in or on my mind. This one needs to be good, it needs to inspire. This is a milestone. Now that I think about it, three hundred is not really that…
My hands still smell like garlic. I washed them at least three times last night and again this morning, but as I type, I still catch a whiff. I can’t cook, so I’m often relegated to prep work. I really don’t chop well either, but sometimes I like to help out. I minced garlic last…