Creative Fuel

I made a couple more loaves of no-knead bread this weekend to take to Easter dinners. There is something about the smell of bread baking (especially these loaves; I added rosemary and parmesan cheese) that makes me ravenous. I wanted to pull them out of the oven, pour...

Domestic Disasters

Dear Fin, Oy vey, oy vey, oy! What a ridiculous week of disasters it has been. First off, remember that nudu hat? The gray one that the minister in Chicago ordered and I finished lickity split? Well, I didn’t sent it with delivery confirmation because I’ve...

We Got The Feast Part Down

Potato bar, anyone? Community dinner last night wasn’t so much community as it was two people. I blame it on my friends not speaking French — RSVP. However my patience for this lack of bilingualism is running thin. Ahem. I don’t expect participation,...