Category Archives: Food
Candy Is Dandy
Here it is, Christmas again and the whole world is turning into sugar and spice. For some reason, we don’t seem to be able to celebrate the holiday without filling ourselves with sweets. What is it about the Christmas season … Continue reading
Make Green Stuff, Mom
Well, it’s done, the annual making of the green stuff for the holiday. I always put it off until the last day and then wonder why I didn’t do it sooner. “I am not cooking this year,” I told my … Continue reading
Eat Your Spinach
“Stop! Don’t eat that spinach!” These words are music to kid’s ears everywhere — words they thought they would never hear. Ever since adults were brainwashed by a cartoon character named Popeye, kids have been victims of vegetable abuse. Adults … Continue reading
The Pizza Place
My partner likes to eat out. He is supposed to be on a diet, so I suspect that he just likes to eat out as an excuse to eat food he is not supposed to have. One night, as usual, … Continue reading
Strawberry Shortcake
Most people don’t know this, but I’ve always had a secret yearning to be a famous cook like Betty Crocker, Sara Lee, or Mrs. Smith. Only one small thing has prevented this, I can’t cook. I discovered this at about … Continue reading
Pie In Your Face
The other day I received an email about something I’ve just been dying to know more about – pie. It seems that a large hotel chain decided that pie would be the perfect touch to make guests feel more at … Continue reading
No Ice
My refrigerator is ancient relic from pre historic times, but it works just fine. The icemaker, however, has been on the blink for quite some time now. Oh, it makes ice just fine: the water kicks on with a little … Continue reading
The Incredible Growing Spaghetti
I was out of town attending a festival in East Tennessee. Even though we made reservations months in advance, that was not soon enough. We ended up staying away from the center of activity in a tiny town in a … Continue reading
Closet Gourmet
My daughter took over the kitchen at my house. I don’t know why — unless she was tired of eating frozen dinners. Actually, I was getting a bit tired of them myself, so I didn’t object too much, though I … Continue reading
