Happy Saturday after Thanksgiving! (Otherwise known as, "What on earth am I going to do with all these leftovers?" Day). I assume you have a fridge full of stuffing, turkey, gravy ... probably not gravy. That's usually the first thing to go. This year, we have TWO kinds of stuffing in the fridge. That's because our friends, Jay and Kathy, brought their amazing cranberry and sausage stuffing, and I made my usual batch for Dave, who doesn't eat cranberries if he can help it. We are leaving ... continue reading...
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Whiplash, Macaroons, and The Sacred Romance
We're leaving Tahoe in the morning and heading to the Oregon Coast. I can hardly believe I get to be in both places on the same trip. Here's a memory from another visit. I'll be sitting on that same bench soon. How's that for a post title? Sometimes, when you're about to embark on an explanation of a lot of disconnected information, you have to state the obvious. So there you go. Last Thursday, while minding my own business, I was involved in a car accident up on Hwy 9. (For those of you who ... continue reading...
Rotten Ralph’s … And a Few Tips
I did it again. I somehow sloshed just enough water on my laptop to fry the keyboard. This would be the second time, in case you're keeping track. Can anyone top that? I thought for a brief, heart-stopping moment that I might have to go back to a PC, but then all sorts of wonderful, serendipitous events transpired to keep that from happening. A friend saw my post, and then looked on Craig's list and saw my exact laptop (but in much better shape, meaning it had both USB ports (one of mine was ... continue reading...
No-Bake Mountain Bars … and a Dream
I had a dream last night ... and let me tell you, it was a doozy. In this dream, I was in a foreign land, or so I thought, until I realized it was Brooklyn. Dave was there with me, and someone asked him to do a Catholic funeral at a place that was supposed to be a large church, but which ended up being big and expansive, like a sports stadium, except that it also felt like a small, intimate bowling alley. We'd been assigned the center four “lanes” for this particular funeral, but other funerals ... continue reading...
Memories of Buchenwald
I've had the hardest time publishing this post. I was blogging at Wind Scraps when we took this trip to Germany, and though I wrote about every other thing we did and saw there, and I even wrote this post itself, I couldn't bring myself to hit "publish." Then, when I started Twig and Feather and began to transfer my Wind Scraps posts here, I published every other post about Germany except this one. I was up at 4 a.m. this morning and began going through some of my old drafts to see what needed ... continue reading...
Banilla Bliss
I'm supposed to be on the strictest of diets. I say "supposed to be" because I'm there about 80% of the time. But then we get invited to someone's house for dinner, or we're out all day and discover we're starving and there's nothing good in sight, or I'm teaching Tera how to make brownies and, well, you don't want me to send her brownies to church un-taste-tested, do you? In an effort to discover why my body is in a constant state of inflammation, I'm attempting an elimination diet. To that ... continue reading...