There is no doubt in my mind that a cook (aka, the best chef ever - my husband) with a desire to keep his spouse's hangry moments at bay is an uncompromising soul - in the kitchen that is! I'm resolute in my admiration for Mr. and his cooking skills. Today - pictures shall speak… Continue reading An Uncompromising Chef
Category: Cheers
Tolerance recipes for shared countertops
I grew up learning tidiness isn't a priority for everyone. I was the one (occasionally mom, too) who desperately wanted a dreamy, beautiful, and tidy home. I would spend hours reorganizing, cleaning, and labeling things. I'd leave notes behind for everyone so they'd appreciate my hard work, and to remind them: "This is how it… Continue reading Tolerance recipes for shared countertops
A peek at spring – don’t let the sunshine fool ya!
I'm here to report that, with my fingers crossed, March is bringing us spring weather without the ass-whooping tail of a lion. I've got the whole month to plan for that to arrive. I'm ecstatic and ready to restart my wardrobe with shorts instead of compression fitting skinny jeans. It's time to let my white-haven't-seen-the-sun-in-forever-babies… Continue reading A peek at spring – don’t let the sunshine fool ya!
A glimpse out of my staycation world
The glow of the sunset draws me out of my world and into a solitary glimpse at how small space here on earth is that I consume. Across the field, my view of a sunset is damn spectacular. When I take time to pay attention to it, it is even better. Like the night I captured below. … Continue reading A glimpse out of my staycation world
Leaf me some salmon – a fasting day story
On our fasting days, things happen around here. We get creative with our meals and beverages. And together we embrace hungry moments, not hangry ones either, just hungry. We enjoy the clarity of thought we experience as we focus on not being hungry. I thought that fasting would make me distractible, unable to concentrate. What… Continue reading Leaf me some salmon – a fasting day story
Wait for it – the meat and mattress meet
When you spend years with a mattress, you leave behind an astral counterpart of yourself imprinted for the future to see. GROSS When you think about it that way, "No shit that's gross." I feel for the delivery guys who bring in the new and take out the old. GROSS What's worse? All of us… Continue reading Wait for it – the meat and mattress meet