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simple sunday supper
Spinach has a wild cousin called “lamb’s quarter”? I went to a cooking class with some friends, snobbily not expecting to learn anything, and out of the Specialty Produce box comes a bunch of greens I’d never heard of. A couple of interesting recipes and a day later, I have a plan for…
choosing wisely
You can choose. To be happy, to be an optimist. Or not. To see clearly or to leave the oily smudges on your glasses. To be grateful for your good luck and proud of your hard-won successes or to complain only that it was a lot of work and there were boulders in the…
kiss and tell: anne
“Jen wasn’t a great kisser.” My forkful of spicy green beans stopped mid-arc between plate and mouth. I cocked my head a few degrees at Alex, sitting across the table at Hunan Home’s (that we always called Who’s Not Home throughout the decades that our families had eaten there). “Seriously?” The word flew up…