Category Archives: Food
Ice Cream Memories
My husband had to go pick up a part for his show car tonight. It’s an hour’s drive to the special store. (There’s a better name for this parts place, but I don’t know what the technical term is – “Expensive Shit Emporium”, maybe.) Anyway, Hubby didn’t want to make the two-hour round trip by …
When Did That Happen?
One of my Dad’s favorite expressions was “You must have been hiding behind the barn when the brains got handed out.” I never really understood why someone would hide in order to avoid brains. But I got the point. I always seemed to miss something important. I knew by the age of fifteen that …
Oh, The Irony!
Yes, my husband complained about the hardships of preparing a sandwich, while I was cooking dinner. (“Let’s Put It In Context“) But writing about that little incident reminded me that my husband isn’t alone in failing to recognize bad timing. Let’s go back a few years… forty to be exact. (Oh yeah, I still remember. It’s …
Shopping For Kielbasa
My last two blogs are ethnically connected. They are both rooted in New Britain, Connecticut. This is where my Polish grandparents lived, and where my doctor’s office is. When I was a little girl, my Babci used to take me down Broad Street to all the Polish shops. Lots of little markets, and no one speaking …
No Wonder
I heard the bad news on the radio. Wonder Bread has filed for bankruptcy. Again. It’s only been two years since Hostess Brands originally filed for bankruptcy. Apparently that wasn’t enough time to get the American public excited again about Twinkies and Ding Dongs. That surprises me, because a lot of Americans look like they …
A Christmas Mom-ism
This is my Mom and I yesterday at our family’s Eve of Christmas Eve party. My niece Naomi took the photo. She’s five years old. I think Mom and I look so happy because we are looking at her. However, I hold Naomi completely accountable for the state of my hair. As far as I’m …
Let Them Eat Cookies
Usually on the weekend, I bake bread. I like baking bread. Kneading the dough is very therapeutic. And the house smells fabulous. And of course the bread is delicious. Unfortunately,sometimes I just don’t have time. Like this weekend. But I threw together some blueberry muffins, so we had a few day’s worth of breakfasts ready. By …
The Next Twenty
Remember – and even though you may old like me, you might remember, since it was JUST THIS WEEK – when I wrote all those sweet loving things about my husband in honor of our twentieth wedding anniversary? Well, I meant all those endearing words about his endearing charms. However. Friday I learned that I …
It’s Dicey
My husband keeps me guessing. Just when I think I have him figured out… I like to cook but I hate cutting stuff up. Even salad is too much of a chore. Years ago, I got in the habit of just buying the stuff my sister-in-law calls “Yuppie Chow” – salad in a bag. Then …
Ingredient List
My husband loves junk food. But he hates to spend money on junk food. So he buys the cheapest candy and cookies he can find. It’s my opinion (and therefore superior) that, if you are going to eat chocolate (or a cookie, or whatever) – if you are going to have all those empty calories, …
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