I like to open a new year with a note of optimism in the hope of catching a little grace. In recent years, we’ve taken to marking the occasion at … Continue reading Happy Stew Year
I Take Mine Over-Uneasy
This morning I took on the deceptively simple task, for what seemed like the millionth time, to cook over-easy eggs properly. Not really a fan myself, but others in the … Continue reading I Take Mine Over-Uneasy
Guilty Beef Stew
In a shameful trend, I have allowed all kinds of excuses to interfere with the proper observance of recent St. Patrick’s Day holidays. Work, schedules, kids, overcrowded bars–the usual lot … Continue reading Guilty Beef Stew
Much More to Come
A couple of months ago we replaced our long-serving table and chairs, to complete the improvements we made to our kitchen. It may be some time before I fully resolve … Continue reading Much More to Come
For Want of a Waffle…
This morning I watched my son Buddy, now an awkward 15, make himself breakfast – and gain a little confidence. One day a couple of weeks ago, he got hungry … Continue reading For Want of a Waffle…
A Good Start in 2019
“Strawberries, blueberries and pineapple,” said Pinball, my seven-year-old bundle of static, thoughtfully, when I asked him what he might like for breakfast on New Year’s Day. “Anything else?” I asked, … Continue reading A Good Start in 2019
Happy Mothers Day!
For today I’d had the bright idea of making both pancakes and Eggs Benedict (having never made either poached eggs or Hollandaise before–thanks @epicurious). Fortunately, I’d also thought of mimosas… … Continue reading Happy Mothers Day!
Meanwhile, back at the blog
Over at my other neglected blog, Indefinite Articles, I stepped back and made note of everything that actually happened as I attempt to establish a morning routine.
Overheard…
This was an actual question that my four-year-old Pinball put to me last weekend. I felt this is what it sounded like, recognizing that while his train of thought can … Continue reading Overheard…
Snow rest for the weary
I was thinking on how truly often things don’t go as planned as I filled the gas tank on our snowthrower for the fourth time by last Sunday morning. Not … Continue reading Snow rest for the weary