I am not very crafty. I sometimes have the impulse to create tangible, viewable items, but unless I am preparing food, I generally fall short of my vision. So for a friend, I wrote this little poem for Christmas. Because sometimes I am sentimental. For My Friend I wanted to give you something real, an authentic … Continue reading I give you my words
I received three cookbooks for Christmas, and I am in love with two of them. The third, the one I actually requested, is okay but unlikely to become a favorite. The lesser of these three is the most hyped, Anthony Bourdain's Appetites: A Cookbook, and while I enjoyed his strong opinions and riffs on classics, it … Continue reading On cookbooks
My husband thinks I drink too much, and he is especially aware of it because sometimes he does as well. This time of year does not make it easier -- parties, family gatherings, various celebratory events abound. So I self-assess, as I generally do during periods of evaluation: MAST score (developed in the 1970s) resulted … Continue reading Cheers!