I haven’t posted in a while. Temporary single-parenting stints and multiple travel bouts in succession have resulted in what feels like a perpetual game of catch-up with routine. Now that summer has started in full force, I feel like I’m fi
I don’t know about you but I think “easy as pie” makes as much sense as “working like a dog.” All my dog ever did was lay down, cuddle, wait to be fed and played with. I never saw her work a day in her life. And that’s nothing compared to d
Cinnamon. Nutmeg. Cloves. It seems like as soon as fall season hits, these spices find their way to the front of my spice rack. It’s the delicious aroma of fall.
October. The first real breath of fall. The air is crisp. The leaves are starting to turn. Summer’s bright white hue changes to a spectrum of browns, reds, rust, orange and yellow…And I start to yearn for winter squash.