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sexy dieting?
I know being on a diet doesn’t sound sexy at all, but let me try to sway your opinion. First, and most obvious, I know I will personally feel a lot more sexy once I take off these 10 pounds of winter/holiday weight I somehow mysteriously put on. Jeans that are snug to cup the... »
my favorite things: peppermint holiday coffee
It’s no secret I don’t like getting dressed in the morning. Hell, plenty of days I don’t get changed out of PJs at all. So all thosecommercials on TV that show the seasonal holiday coffee drinks with lots of whipped cream being enjoyed by happy people are pretty annoying because I’m not getting dressed... »
cooking, writing…same thing.
So I’m cooking again. Not that I ever totally stopped but I sure avoided it. I love to cook when I’m inspired, and I hate it when I’m not. Hmmm that sounds a lot like writing. Exactly the same, actually. So last month I was inspired while writing A COWBOY FOR CHRISTMAS–first by the... »
got bundt?
There’s something missing in my life. I’ve known it’s missing for quite some time now. Decades actually. But I’ve never gone out and corrected the situation and now I’m feeling the need. Perhaps it’s the $4.05 a gallon gas price I saw posted today that is making me nostaligic for simpler times but I think,... »
too many cooks in the kitchen
Yes it has become an expression and perhaps lost some of its meaning but Saturday night at our first Cooking through the Decades dinner with friends there truly were too many cooks in the kitchen, as evidenced by the vast and varied menu. As I mentioned last post my friends and I, who gather weekly to... »
cooking through the decades
So you already know my friends a) like to cook, b) like to eat and c) are a little bit crazy. I think the next grand scheme, which will begin tomorrow night, is proof of all three. You see I was away and left them to their own devices for one week with nothing... »
nature’s bounty~clams
There’s just something raw and animalistic and yes, sexy, about catching your own food. Some of my favorite memories are clamming with friends on a salt pond in Rhode Island. The clams are barely an hour old when we’d bring them back to the house and throw them in the closed shells on a hot... »
virgin no more
Confession–until last week I was a virgin. A farmers market virgin, that is. Yes, I’ve been to the farm stands that line Long Island’s Rt. 27 on the drive out to Montauk. But somehow a farm stand and a farmers market are different. I learned that last Thursday when I met my friend at the... »
my favorite things: argan oil
I truly enjoy mysterious things from exotic lands. Using them makes me feel–I don’t know–exotic? It acts kind of like an aphrodisiac on me. I recently stumbled upon something very exciting. Kind of the oil version of a Jack-of-all-trades that is not only good for all of your body, inside and out, but is environmentally... »
back to nature…
Sadly, I fear I have been ruined by goodness and newly acquired hightened expectations. I’ve gone through life very happily with my eyes closed, simply selecting something off the grocery store shelf that promised tasty goodness on my tongue without much thought past the pretty picture on the package. I am of the Red Dye... »