There was a time in the not-too-distant past when I bought cook books whenever we traveled.
Wait….
I still do that.
Except now I do it surreptitiously as someone, who shall remain nameless, thinks that I have more than enough cook books already.
When we were in Marrakesh I bought three small cook books – two were in French and … Continue reading.....
I suppose one could call it an early Christmas present…..
I’d been planning / hoping to get a new computer sometime in the next year or so. Mine was 4 years old and excruciatingly slow. Okay, maybe I have too many programs open at the same time, but that’s the way I like to work.
Mon mari’s computer was … Continue reading.....
I’ve been meandering down memory lane again.
My external hard drive crashed.
The one I keep all my photos on.
I have them backed up (thankfully) but I still have to go through them all, sort them out, get them organized, etc.
There are some of the girls’ family photos following the recipe….
Total time:
I got a present in the post the other day!
I love getting presents….
Especially unexpected presents.
Well, this wasn’t totally unexpected. The nice people from Ariosto sent me a message on Facebook and asked if I wanted to try their herb and spice mixes.
Of course I said yes – if they would send them to France.
Well, it … Continue reading.....
My mother always told me that if I couldn't say something nice not to say anything at all.
So I won't divulge the name of the blog I'm quoting….
I doubt that the author is alone in this opinion, however.
I decided someone had to come to the defense of Betty Crocker.
The blogger found a box of Betty Crocker … Continue reading.....
Memories of the sandwich of horror.
When I told the story last week about my brother eating a cold, soggy buckwheat pancake for me, no one commented on the fact the he actually managed to swallow the dregs off my plate.
I pondered that for a bit, then, as my mind tends to do, I meandered over to another memory…. … Continue reading.....
