Sassafras Mama

This little gem of a book, by Nina George, was a library find.   Any title that invokes books and villages is likely to tempt me and so this...

The last month has featured some of my tried and true Cooking Light favorites at our supper table.   I made this gnocchi with tomatoes, fres...

  I first began my daily gratitude practice in 2006, the year my world blew up and JT’s other mother and I separated.   Long after I recover...

As warm weather gradually comes to an end, I am reluctantly packing up my flip flops for the season.   This is a transition I never really e...

As I wait for hip surgery, my ability to walk in the woods is somewhat limited.   That’s disappointing, of course, though I am doing my best...

On Tuesday morning, Lucy cozied up to the warm spot that remained when I left the bed and then she promptly went to sleep.   I didn’t wake h...

  The loss of my independence has been the greatest struggle of this hip situation for me.   I cannot just easily stand up, walk around, and...

In 2019, my sister gave me plant-a-month birthday present.   For 6 months, tiny houseplants were delivered to my door   It was delightful an...

Like every other cook in the world, I have read a good deal about Ruth Reichl and here and there, I’ve read Reichl herself, in Gourmet and e...

On Tuesday, I saw a doctor whose specialty is pain management.  God bless her .   She’s the first medical professional I've seen since t...