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Nancy Roman

Category Archives: Food

Mashed Potatoes

Exactly one year ago, I wrote – albeit indirectly – about mashed potatoes (Humbled).  That post was really about learning from animals to be a better human, and the mashed potatoes were an example of Excess. But here I am again, using Mashed Potatoes in another metaphor. A metaphor for one of my favorite subjects:  …

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Think.

2018. Another year. What do I wish to accomplish? Of course I want to lose weight and exercise and clean the house and take better care of my skin. And also, of course, write another book. But on a day-to-day basis. I want to think. And I want those thoughts to go to work.  Maybe not go to work. To come …

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Criticism: The Doggy Bag

I hate Criticism. Doesn’t everyone? Constructive or destructive – don’t tell ME what you don’t like about me! I don’t want to hear it. However. Over the years, I have discovered that I can kind of do Criticism if I just take my time. Let it slowly work its way into my consciousness. Criticism has …

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Being Kind – To That Special Someone

You!  I mean You! In my obsession with Kindness this year, I have written about the many kindnesses we should extend to others, and the many kindnesses that others extend to us. But Kindness starts in the mirror. Why do you have to be so hard on yourself? Can’t you see how wonderful you are? …

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Restaurant Reviews – From The Foodie

A few days ago I treated myself to lunch. Nothing fancy, I had a nice tuna sandwich and a cup of coffee at Panera’s. Years ago, I hated having lunch alone. I was more apt to take the sandwich back to my car than to sit alone in a restaurant. Even when I was a …

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Tuna

I have done a grave disservice to the honorable, reliable, unpretentious Sandwich. I realized this yesterday at Costco. One of my favorite activities at Costco is looking at everyone else’s cart and trying to invent the person’s story by what they buy. It’s easier to do this at a warehouse store rather than the supermarket, …

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Guilty Pleasures

Several years ago when I first joined Facebook  (maybe the word ‘joined’ isn’t quite right – how about ‘was sucked into’?), I thought that I was supposed to post interesting ideas and clever, intriguing thoughts. I didn’t know that all you had to do was post a iPhone photo of your dinner.   But life …

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Sweating The Small Stuff

I’m not much of a worrier. I’m a basically optimistic person, and I tend to believe that everything will work out okay. And it usually does. And when it doesn’t, I mostly take it in stride, and wait for life to get better again. And it usually does. Of course, there is the Big Stuff …

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Public Service Announcement

In honor of blueberry season – we’ve been picking for three weeks and our big freezer is almost full – I am re-posting last year’s Public Service Announcement.   BLUEBERRY PICKING RULES I went blueberry picking today.  Late-season, late-in-the-afternoon is just the way I love it. The air is still, the rows of bushes straight …

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My Life – In Chocolate

I’ve been feeling guilty all week. Because I wrote so lovingly about ice cream several days ago. And neglected the other love of my life: Chocolate. I’m sorry, Chocolate. I love you too. So here is a history of my romance with Chocolate. The first chocolate I remember is a Hershey bar. My grandmother (Babci …

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