Guest post: Brisket, and chicken, and COVID, oh my
What is going on with this eating thing? I love food, have even been called a foodie, but really, how does virus + murder hornet + social unrest = EAT?
What is going on with this eating thing? I love food, have even been called a foodie, but really, how does virus + murder hornet + social unrest = EAT?
Have three little letters ever been so fraught? Think about it. LMK, IMO, IOU, TBD, LOL, ASAP (okay, 4 letters on that one, but bear with me)…
It’s time to fess up. As a TV watcher, I’ve always chosen – with exceptions – depth over fluff: Jeopardy! over Wheel of Fortune, Cosmos over Modern Family, and absolutely any program over “Real” anythings of anything, meaning absolute zero tolerance for anything sold as real on TV, be it the world, housewives from anywhere, […]
…and days…and days. Every day brings something a little bit new with it, and lot more same old, same old, same old.
Day 43, and I finally gave in… …to my spouse’s requests, fidgetiness, a touch of boredom… …and baked my first COVID-cake.
Am I the only person trapped inside who hasn’t started a sourdough starter? Well, I haven’t.
Tabby’s Place staff and volunteers are very familiar with paralysis, especially partial paralysis. We currently have several paraplegic residents, and we’ve had many others in the past. There will be more.
Editor’s note: Welcome to a new week, kittens. I pray and trust you’re finding your way and finding your peace, and I’m grateful you keep finding your way here in these most peculiar days. Today, you are in for a special treat, courtesy of one of the kindest, coolest volunteers you will ever love. Going […]