I should be writing. Instead…comfort food.

It’s been years since I’ve made chicken and dumplings, but I wanted something different from the rotisserie birdzilla I bought at Costco. And that something was comfort. The tablespoon of bacon grease that mysteriously found its way into the broth didn’t hurt. Nor did the half-glass of Sauvignon Blanc. Prior Read more…

I should have been writing. Instead…

First of all, I’m thankful my boss is so forgiving, so understanding, so interested in cooking as I am. accepting of the power of displacement activities. [i.e. baking, procrastination in the form of picking up apples from the backyard, watering the front yard heathers to stave off the 100 degree Read more…

I should be writing. Instead, I…

…fell prey to a visit to Blueberry Meadows for our annual “‘pickin’ and grinnin’ and bakin’” venture. [Okay, that’s just lame, nor is it a term we’ve ever used, but, according to my wife, it’s safer for all concerned to just humor me and move on as if I’m normal.] Read more…