I consider myself a decent cook and baker. However, there is an odd disconnect bet
Learning what we need…
My lovely friend Eva and I were discussing stress and balance today. You know, a little fluffy talk to go with our tea. We came to the conclusion that as hard as we might try to live a beautiful, happy, life there will always be areas of unhappiness. Maybe a loved one passes away, or something bad happens to a… Read More
Blackberries
I love raspberries and blackberries. Our Minnesota seasonal schedule will not provide the plump explosions of flavor until much later this summer. In our spiffy modern “lets ship food from around the world” sorta way, the blackberries are arriving in the grocery stores now and are looking and tasting really good. The cold reality of my life is that we… Read More
Have you seen my…
It’s getting to be a standard line between my husband and me. He usually says something like, “Where did you put the car keys? I just had them.” I then harrrump, and ask why he always believes I did something with _______ (fill in the blank). He then says, “Well, it would be hard for me to admit I forgot… Read More
Afternoon Delight
I love Fridays because it is usually a day my husband and I set aside to work and play together. It feels almost wicked to be able to look at each other and whisper, “Let’s go to a movie!” right in the middle of the day. Shouldn’t good and industrious people be doing good and industrious things instead of loafing… Read More
Loves my… cooking?
Does anyone besides me remember the scene from the television series Moonlighting where Cybill Shepard FINALLY turns the chemistry into a full on explosion in Bruce Willis’s test tube, so to speak? They cleared a table of some sort and experimented. While I can certainly appreciate the heat, passion, and flexibility such moments require, I find the table sex idea… Read More
Giving the bird
I know I recently mentioned how happy I am that the birds have returned to color our backyard. Really, it’s like a carnival back there. Now that the weather has slooowly warmed enough that we can open our windows at night, the 4 a.m. bird version of American Idol takes place. Those babies are singing their hearts out and I… Read More
Teachers
My college semester is technically over, yet piles of papers and tattered shards of reminder notes cover my desk. At least I think there is a desk underneath the shrapnel known as coursework. I found a reason to reflect on what the disorganization means to me– My dear friend Kathleen came over for lunch today and I have to smile… Read More
Impatience
I have a favorite quote near my desk and I hope it is correctly credited: “She wasn’t where she had been. She wasn’t where she was going…but she was on her way. And on her way she enjoyed food that wasn’t fast, friendships that held, hearts glowing, hearts breaking, smiles that caught tears, paths trudged and alleys skipped. And on… Read More
Faith
One of the things I’ve noticed as I’ve gotten older is the wavering levels in faith. For some people the questionable number of remaining days spur the need to re-connect with their somewhat dusty religious practices. For others a tinge of depression seems to make doing anything seem fruitless. And for still others, a peaceful attitude takes hold. I believe… Read More
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