Whenever I visit family, I always take the opportunity to prepare at least one family meal. It’s purely a selfish act really. Not only does it afford some precious and increasingly rare family time, but also gives me the chance to cook in what is often a larger, much better equipped (with a gas range!!!)
When life hands you a pink slip . . . .
I always wanted a blog. I was the geeky teenager that was forever writing stories and poetry; worse, I had the stuff published in the high school literary magazine and exposed everyone else to my silly, dramatically overblown, teen ramblings. At the time, I thought these pieces were noteworthy literature (they weren’t!!!), regardless, I enjoyed