I saw a great Facebook post last week pre-chiding folks for the anticipated comments on Thanksgiving Holiday posts ~ you know the ones...crowds of people cheek to cheek stuffing turkey legs down their throats. The point of the post was the point of so many posts this year - our own response to seeing others … Continue reading Drink your milk.
So here I sit - two weeks away from putting 2019 in the books
Before: For as long as I can remember, once a year, my dad cooked one thing. Okay, that’s not fair. For much of my childhood, he did fix dinner during my mom’s annual trek to her parents' house. Like the time he made hamburgers with the ketchup and mustard inside. Which didn’t work out. His … Continue reading Bread Wars