Feb. 27
I’ve always been terribly daunted by whole chickens. The first time I tried to break down a whole chicken was a miserable 30-minute affair — and the chicken started to smell after that much fretting, tugging, pulling and chopping. But, a … Continue reading →
Feb. 20
It doesn’t take long before one realizes that I am a homebody who enjoys nothing more than plomping myself in a chair and watching the birds out the window, one who considers the day’s best exertion to be a quiet … Continue reading →
Feb. 10
While we — the boyfriend and I — agreed for the most part during our apple taste testing, we disagreed on last week’s orange testing. So, readers, disregard Flipper’s tasting notes because his taste buds are experiencing a momentary lapse … Continue reading →