Can you believe today, March 27, is National Spanish Paella Day? I wish I could remember the first time I had paella. I am sure I had some version of it growing up that was mediocre. More than likely, I had it as a child but did not appreciate it because I was probably going … Continue reading Paella by Any Other Name
People who have a gift for music and lyrics are known to express their feelings in song, be it love, anger, sadness or joy. There are songwriters who famously immortalize the love of their life in song, like John Legend’s homage to Christy Teigen, “All of Me.” And then there’s Taylor Swift who uses her … Continue reading The Ballad of the Chai Biscuit
I have been very, very slow at acquiring a taste for beer. I came of age in the era of wine coolers. While everyone else in college was enjoying their beer on tap, I was tossing back bottles of Bartles & Jaymes and Boone Farms. Later it was box wine and Zima, till eventually my … Continue reading Hops . . .a Skip and a Jump
This past weekend, nearly 11 months to the date that I left my marriage, I returned to my marital home to spend the weekend with my children while their father was away at an event. I was excited, not only because my oldest was coming home for spring break, I was excited to be reunited … Continue reading This Used to be My Kitchen
A few weeks ago, my good friend Wendy hosted a wine and chocolate tasting for a select few of the ladies of the Alpha Phi Omega brotherhood. The seven of us—Wendy, Andie, Carolyn, Anita, Lupe and Alison—had all pledged within a few years of each other during our time at the University of Maryland. Like … Continue reading Our Night of Wine and Chocolate
When I first marked on my calendar that today, February 22, was National Margarita Day, it was cold and damp—a typical February day. I was not in the frame of mind for margaritas, nor could I fathom why we would celebrate margaritas in February when I still had sidecars, white cosmos and cider on the … Continue reading It’s National Margarita Day, Hooray!
When I think of the people who I count as my closest friends, not a one made an impression on me when we first met that could foretell the comfort, joy, laughter, tears and pain that we would come to share over the years. Looking back, my first encounters have been unremarkable. Just another face … Continue reading Kitchen Sisters by Way of Brotherhood