I cook like my Mama y'all. Well almost. She was an incredible cook. She could whip up something out of nothing it seemed. She knew what went with what and there were only two times I questioned her cooking sensibilities. Chicken Chow Mein. (Seriously, whoever thought that eating bamboo and those worm-like sprout things should… Continue reading The Legacy of Leftovers
Tag: organizing
Mama’s Madness and My Own
My Mama had a saying. Well, one among many. "There's method to my madness." That was her way of letting all know that she liked how she did things, organized things, and so on. And asking folks to respect that. It was interesting because she was the most organized person EVER. Her liking her… Continue reading Mama’s Madness and My Own
Why I Don’t Say I’ll Never Forget and a couple of moments I hope I don’t
I used to say "I'll always remember....." or "I'll never forget....." I don't anymore. Not since I watched as Alzheimer's Disease tore away page after page of memories for someone I loved, slowly at first it seemed and then more quickly. She covered well; I'm not sure how many could pinpoint what was going on… Continue reading Why I Don’t Say I’ll Never Forget and a couple of moments I hope I don’t
Running Out of Stuff
I am out of eggs. And butter. Do you know what that means? Besides the fact that I need me some chickens to babytalk to? And to pick up a cow on the way home? I cannot make a pound cake. That spells trouble around here. Having the eggs and butter does not guarantee that I'll make… Continue reading Running Out of Stuff
The Original Recycling
Those jars right there? The ones holding the batteries? Those make me very, very happy. Recently I decided to clean off and re-organize my cookbook bookshelf in my kitchen. I was especially tired of the batteries rolling around out of their packaging all over one of the shelves. Because, you know, that's where everyone stores… Continue reading The Original Recycling
I Might Need A Nap 