Sundays Are For Spanish: Foodie or Not?

As I sat and pondered my garden this morning, my stomach growled. Coffee just wasn’t cuttin’ it. I’m not a big eater and never have been. As an adult, I’ve barely managed to make it over a hundred pounds, except for during pregnancy. It’s partly genetic, partly my diet. I love my fiber, yogurt, and…

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A Reminiscing Essay

With the spirit in mind that this blog is a record, a series of essays is to follow, written mostly for my own benefit. Maybe they’ll strike you in some way. This is the story of the first meal I ever cooked. I was 22, engaged, and living in a hotel room while my fiance…

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Baking has Begun

I have begun to bake! As a huge fan of the Great British Baking Show, I’ve had an interest in baking for awhile. However, I lacked confidence to begin. Well, I have successfully baked two cakes recently and the feeling of having conquered my fears is great. I have a lot to learn about baking,…

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Eggs for Breakfast

As someone with a sweet tooth, (it may be more like the fang of a saber-tooth tiger) I love breakfast. There is always syrup, fruit, sugar, butter, and my life’s essence: coffee. Cooking breakfast has its challenges, however. The pancake bubbles never seem to do what the packaging claims they will, bacon is a splattering…

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Lemonade Without the Plastic, Please

I love you, Simply Limeade, but I don’t know what to do with the plastic bottles that contain your citric concoction. I have used the bottles as watering cans, but inevitably I throw them away because they’re not the most visually appealing garden accessory. This irks me, because I am concerned with stretching the lifespan…

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Make Your Own Damn Salad Bar

I love making salad. I’m a white person, so I like the plain stuff (my husband mexícano always looks at it like, “But what did you cook?”). Rather than discuss the fine culinary skills of my ancestors, I’d like to just say this about something I’ve made a lot. You can make your own salad…

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