A little family time mixed with one kickass hollandaise sauce

It is 7:49 p.m.—or at least it was when I wrote this. A typical weekday night … no. Wait. Let me retract that statement as there is no such thing as typical in my household. The same household, mind you, my ever curious neighbor from down the street has, on more than one occasion, dubbed a…

Is there a worse fate than an eternity in puberty?

I can never answer questions like these. I think too much. Go too far into the repercussions and or circumstances — like well duh, I’d rather be a happy child who’s loved and cared for, than a miserable adult. Conversely, I’d rather be a happy, successful adult than a lonely, uncared for child. But even…

A Grandfather’s Final Words of Wisdom

Three Christmases ago – while my husband and mother-in-law stood in the kitchen and fussed over the uncooperative roast that seemed content to cook slower than it should – I took my glass of wine, left the roast to battle on its own and had a seat on the living room couch. My five year…

Empathy for 2014

I’ve never been big on New Year’s resolutions. I’m more of a Monday girl – you know, Mondays are the start of a new week and as there are 52 of them throughout the year, I sort of figure why not let Mondays be the day to turn over a new leaf … or let…

NEWFLASH: Breakfast cereal takes Viagra!

Anyone reading this in advertising? No, I’m not looking to hire, but I do have a question. And yes, I have written about this before – see the talking hot dog on the left if you’re so inclined. Have you seen the latest commercial for Cinnamon Toast Crunch? That’s not my real question … that’s…