Oh, how I remember my culinary flailings as a newbie cook. My biggest battle was with gravy. Somehow I could manage fluffy, to-die-for, biscuits, but I just couldn’t see my way clear of gummy, lumpy, tasteless gravy. LAWSY! Help me! I know some of you must feel the same way, so baby, let me hold …
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I wrote the original 10 Things post about some things my dad taught me back in June of 2013 and thought I’d share it again with the addition of two more thangs. #11: Daddy taught me the importance of a trusted friend. Because he was in the public eye, surrounded by lots of folks, my …
As summer rolls on, I offer this post from last year, because HOLY SMOKES it’s #1: easy and #2: delish and #3: worth a summer rerun! If you’re looking to beat the summer heat in the kitchen, take your cooking out to the grill and make a big ol’ pan of grilled taters and onions. …
Summer eatin’ is the best eatin’ for me. The abundance of fresh fruits and veggies makes a happy happy gal, especially because all the ingredients for pico de gallo are in season. YUM! A couple of years ago I shared my recipe with y’all and it’s that time again, SUMMATIME!, so I thought you’d like …
Most of us want to bring comfort to those in pain, to those who are terrified, to those who are shell-shocked by a horrible diagnosis. None of us want to be the person that says the awful thing, the foot-in-the-mouth thing, or the brings more discomfort thing. I’m here to help! What Was Said That …
Lucky #13! I know it doesn’t feel lucky, but if you’ve made it this far in your life, far enough to experience perimenopause, you’re one of the lucky ones. It means you lived long enough to come to a new chapter in your life, you get to turn the page, to enter into your new …
Wine. OMT likey. I offer Exhibit A, Exhibit B and Exhibit C (this last one is really taking liberties when I say “wine”). I prefer whites, but will drink a sweet red. Dry reds not so much. They make my face squinch in unflattering spasms. When I enjoy my whites, I like them chilled properly. …
Who loves lemon pie? You do! Me? Meh, it’s better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick, but I’m a chocolate gal. So why even bother? What am I doing making anything but chocolate bombs this or chocolate lava thats? I bother because both my MIL and Girl love them some lemony …
I originally wrote this post about my mom (aka The German, and yes, she knows that I refer to her as such) in May of 2013. As I reread it, I thought I’d add two more thangs, one of which will not be how I vex her by doing things like this in most photos: …
When people find out you’re receiving treatment for breast cancer, but haven’t yet lost your hair, they’re calm and encouraging and full of fight for you. Once you start losing your hair, expect the same encouraging fight with a heaping side of uncomfortable unknowing about how to react properly to your cancer insides showing on …