Lawrence Fischman, again, I tell you, SHE DID NOT MEAN IT! You gotta let it go, Dude. Really. You think I did this to myself? Wait, don't tell me. Now you're going to blame one of the sister wives. Lawrence... Read more →

The name is a tossup: Craft or Artisan? And do I add Westchester to the name or leave it blameless and whole? Please weigh in afterward. This used to be a food blog. I'll stop there. I love banana bread.... Read more →

The last 90 minutes of 2009 frizzled out while I was sleeping. When my contacts are fogged enough I'm stabbing myself with a needle every third stitch it's time to go to bed. I left the girls in front of... Read more →

It is really very easy to get yourself lost in the world and wind up serving your soul sunny side up to some cosmic parking lot attendant at the train station. I was sitting in my car at the station... Read more →

It's been awhile since we had Sunday around here. Wait, Sunday always happens, right? Maybe I should call up Tom Robbins and ask his opinion about time (I'm working my way through all of his books again; it's been long... Read more →

I don't have anything today. I made Bolognese and Tomato Rice Lamb soup for the Christmas baskets. NoMans is canning them now. Meat takes a long time. Tomorrow I think more jam and lemon curd and Pannetone and then I'll... Read more →