Apples to Apples
Back in October, during our 75-pound-apple-canning, attempted-thumb-removing spectacle, I did wonder a weensy bit what in the world we would do with…
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On the sauce
Took the tack this year of adopting something I wanted to learn as a resolution, rather than something I wanted to…
Fish farm-to-table
I don’t think I would’ve been able to do it, if I’d known ahead of time that the catfish would scream….
Bowling for soup
My old running buddy Vicki once told me that she thought it would be cool to do away with her set…
Meat Puppet (Part II)
That unfortunate encounter with a hamburger raised a red flag about the true cause of my meat malady, but I continued…
(Col)cannonball Run
As you can tell from my pasty alabaster, Slim Goodbody-like complexion, I’m about as Irish as they come. On both sides…
Immersion Therapy
The last couple of weeks have been pretty lousy, health-wise, with my parents, and today wasn’t the greatest. Hubby, being full…
Immersion in motion
There are a handful of gadgets we really want in our kitchen, yet we don’t get them. We turn the other…
Meat puppet (Part I)
The year was 2000. Sixteen hours of abdominal pain sent me crawling to the Emergency Room, and lab work confirmed something…
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Food stamp diet: Day 1
Today begins our week-long examination of food insecurity in America. To better understand what it’s like for the 50 million Americans…
Stumped (Part 1)
My gloves were soaked and I wasn’t. At least not like I wanted to be. The sweat was pouring off of…
Font savant?
A buddy of mine at work — to protect his identity, let’s just call him Jeff Henderson — recently planned a…