Vive la French Toast!

Not many meals can give me such a warm and fuzzy feeling as French toast. Since childhood, I look forward to Sunday breakfast to include freshly-squeezed orange juice and thick, buttery slices of bread dipped in batter and grilled, leaving it oh-so-crispy on the...

Let it rest: The sequel.

Hey, remember when, on August 24, I made that list of promises to myself? Well, I suck at sticking to them. Just thought I should let everyone know so that, when I start complaining about how tired I am, and how I don’t eat dinner until 10 pm, and how I’m...

How I found out about different spices.

A month ago, E, my co-worker friend of mine and I were told there was a “cheap eats” place called Spice in Union Square on University Place. So we walked, and waited, and ate, and found out that somebody had a warped sense of what “cheap” meant...

Me & My Smoothie

Ah, the delicious blend of bananas, peanut butter and chocolate. Who knew, at 36, I’d go back to eating baby food? But there’s something to say in being able to have all my nutritional requirements whirled around and served up in a glass.The smoothie is a...

Potayto, potahto.

Day 280, 85 days to go before end of year. And, once again, I have about four things to show for it. Not good for someone who FranklinCoveyizes her life weekly. Where’d the important stuff go? I’ve started calling these “episodes” my Cyclical...