I’ve been traveling down gastronomic memory lane as I try to get out of the cooking rut I currently find myself in. Years ago I worked down the street from a tiny Italian carry out that has long since closed. In hot weather, my favorite dish was their marinated steak salad. Tender, medium rare flank steak with peppers and onions swimming in a delicate fresh … Continue reading …tasting the past
I am so very thankful for the roof over my head, the food in my pantry, the love of my family, the grace of the Lord. I have nothing to complain about in these days of worldwide pandemic and crisis, yet my flesh is uncomfortable. I hear a judging voice in my head comparing my chaotic mess of a kitchen to the stunning Insta-worthy images … Continue reading …time to refuel
For as long as I can remember, a glass of milk has been my go to comfort drink. Long before I spiraled into glass after glass of wine to silence the voices in my head, I drank milk to ease my nerves. I even downed a glass before walking down the aisle! Last night at 2 a.m., after tossing and turning for far too long, I … Continue reading …comforting
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