To my horror, I found out yesterday that my oldest daughter has never eaten a ham d’lite. What kind of southern mother was I during the 10 years or so she lived in North Carolina? So, now, guess what we’re having for Easter dinner. I can live with her never going to Cotillion but no… Continue reading Ham d’lites
Should I admit I don’t mind being snowed in? Perfect excuse not to go to the gym, nor for long walks. Perfect time to plow through piles of old pictures, to take some new ones with my new camera, to finish one book and begin another. Plus, our energy-inefficient house is all windows looking out… Continue reading Happy Valentine’s Day!
So many addicts in recovery seem so affected by Philip Seymour Hoffman’s death. No way to tell if it’s more than usual at the passing of a talented young person with as many problems, or more, than talents, but everyone appears gobsmacked by the 20 years sobriety preceding his final tailspin. Those of us who slide… Continue reading One cigarette away; vegetables with oomph
My pipers piping are the redpolls (purple finches) at the bird feeders. Wikipedia says they’re native to the arctic tundra so they should feel right at home in the Carolina Piedmont this morning. Also mentions they “migrate erratically,” which is funny to think about. I guess I’ve done that throughout the holidays — from the… Continue reading Eleventh day of Christmas and, baby, it’s cold outside!
I’m so ready for hibernation. Since my 50th high school reunion in August 2012, I’ve packed back on 30 pounds. Bring on the stinky cave — I am re-insulated and ready to live off my hips for a few months. Some of that’s a lot of sitting in office chairs since then. Some of that’s… Continue reading The bear went into the mountain; beef-barley-vegetable soup
Something in the Thai Steak Salad dressing at 131 Main in Cornelius (NC) tugged at the corners of my palate. Something familiar but unusual in an entrée salad. A blast of summery green not usually keeping company with butter-tender bits of filet mignon. They added fresh mint to amp up the beef, mango, noodles and green… Continue reading Kitchen Roselli, 131 Main and Greek couscous salad
Any day that begins with a video conversation with Dora the Explorer and one of her older sisters calling to say they’re coming for Christmas is a fab one. Saturday morning the Tanzania group was in the middle of 3.5 internet-free weeks on their schedule. So everyone went into a Stonetown internet cafe to upload pictures and… Continue reading Travels with Tootsie, sweet potato and peanut stew
I ate the best beef of my life last week at 131 Main in Cornelius (NC) — another bon voyage whoopdedo for Dora the Explorer. I ordered the Thai Style Steak Salad and expected the usual chewy beef bites that bite back. But these were like butter — tender, sweet and with a distinctive flavor. I… Continue reading A Tale of Two Pies
Baby onions have stems no bigger than the stick on a Q-tip. The easiest way to slip them to their 1-inch recommended depth is to use a dibble planter with inches marked on it (like the one made for me by my friend Jerry Keys out of poplar wood). Poke a hole to 1 inch,… Continue reading Baby onions, grown-up onions
Happy first day of the Year of the Dragon! I am making this the first day of my 2012 as well because the 22 days preceding have been pretty much a wasteland (waist-land?) as far as diet and exercise. On NPR’s “The Splendid Table” yesterday Lynn Rosetto Kasper talked to John Tierney, author of Willpower:… Continue reading Chinese New Year, fried rice