Ah, look; late again. But better late than not at all. Let's do it. A very long time ago I worked for a terrible, terrible boss. Irredeemably terrible (to this day, I'm told, though I wouldn't know). A vile, belittling, mean-spirited, beady-eyed tosser. So for me to give him credit for anything good is notable, … Continue reading Something about a brand promise.
(Salty language alert. Read (or don’t read) accordingly.) "Hey! I've got an idea!" she said to herself. "You should totally use your birthday to get in the habit of writing more frequently. Daily! You can do it. You fucking can." Day 1 ("56"): Start enigmatically, so you if you sleep on things and reconsider this … Continue reading Something about commitment.
(For anyone counting, this is 41 of 56. After this, there are 15 to go. And this one? It's short. And there are recipe links.) So, back to food and cooking: Once upon a time, in the Before Times, I used to come home from my office in the middle of the day, most days, … Continue reading Something for lunch.
FORTY. Huzzah! Let's do it: There's an age by which a woman is supposed to have come into her own, to know a thing or two. Who decides this magic number that marks a woman's arrival? She does, silly. In my observation, though, women don't always seize this inherent power. A friend of mine -- … Continue reading Something about finding one’s voice.
Once upon a time, a few years ago (before COVID...), my little sister, the super-smart doctor, came to Memphis for a conference, and while she was in Memphis she came to visit me. And we were sitting in my kitchen, my super-smart sister and I, where I was trying to finish up a couple of … Continue reading Something about your brain.
Eight years ago, almost to the day, I had what remains the most incredible dining experience of my life, topping even a private dinner at a tango club in Buenos Aires - and no, I'm not making that up. The winning event? Outstanding in the Field. (More on this, below - and there's a pâté … Continue reading Something outstanding.
Yep, you read that correctly. Because sometimes, pizza is the answer. Also: It will be easier to find this post, later, if the title includes the word "pizza" instead of some weird, abstract, unrelated string of words like I usually give to posts that have recipes. See? I'm learning. Anyway, what you might do with … Continue reading Something about pizza.
You are going on a trip, and you are taking aspiration. Aspiration and bravery. Aspiration, bravery, and candor.Yes; this is a good first stop: You're going on a trip and you're taking candor. You were two or three, and it was a Saturday, and I was frantically vacuuming and picking up toys, and you were … Continue reading Something for my daughter.
