eggs

I love eggs. Brown ones, white ones, big ones, little ones. There’s something about the nostalgia evoked when I see eggs that…

It happened, again. Another winter over. I’m not sure if it’s the bone shattering cold, the conveyor belt of darkness or the…

As we drove to the airport early Saturday morning, I asked Meaghan how long she and Theo had been living in Calgary.…

Master Chef Axel Begner, co-owner of Opera Bistro, invited me to cook with him for this year’s fund-raising event in support of the…

Last summer Ralph and I were invited to join our new community in celebrating one of our neighbor’s birthdays. We were amazed…

My oldest and dearest friend’s birthday is in May. We were born in the same year and have shared 36 birthdays. When her grandmother was alive, every…

My husband Ralph has British roots. This explains his ability to consume vast amounts of beer and tea. Every morning, Ralph wakes up and…

My daughters love home-made pancakes. My daughter Sara would probably list pancakes as her absolute favorite food. When the girls were still…

My Mom has a friend who keeps laying hens. As a hostess gift to me, she brought a dozen fresh eggs. There…