All my life, I’ve been ‘that skinny @#*XX’ that never gained weight. I could eat like a horse, which I did with…

I’m home. Seven lovely days with my daughter and her fiance spent doing ordinary things. There’s always that pressure to try and…

Meg’s at work which leaves me to putter the day away. While I was cleaning up some of my archived draft posts, I…

Trying to squeeze in all of the ordinary things that Meggie and I would do if she lived next door to me…

I am standing in my daughter, Meaghan’s, kitchen lusting after her robust cook book collection. Me: How many cookbooks do you have?…

When I was a little girl, my grandmother Ekstrom made lemon squares for “club”. Her club consisted of a small group of…

I love beginning. I love the letter A, monday, the number one, a new moon, the first slice off a loaf of…

My mom makes these butter tarts, for her family, once a year. It takes us that long to recover. Imagine a perfectly…

If you’re anything like me, after a week of indulging in large stuffed birds, racks of meat and buckets of seafood your…

January – the meatloaf that knocked my socks off! February –  the squares that hooked Ralph. over the top cinnamon buns March –  Irish soda…