Frying chicken is an art, and one which my Dad had more than mastered during his lifetime.  Dad made the best-ever fried chicken!  I don’t think he ever tired of that labor intensive task, possibly because of how much he … Continue reading →

My fruit is the PEAR.  That’s right.  I was once told by an Ayurvedic physician that the fruit best suited to me is a pear.  I was pretty happy with that assessment, and in many ways it seemed right.  Ayurvedic … Continue reading →

A small, square, glass jar sits tucked away in the corner of my kitchen counter.  Both the jar and the recipes inside belonged to my Grandma.  I also have her little black book in which there are pages filled with … Continue reading →

I realize that my recent posts could be interpreted as more complaining rather than explaining the reasons I have been so busy that posting is presenting a challenge,  but honestly, I really am enjoying all the hubbub of Holidays.  There are so … Continue reading →

Life is full of decision making.  I once read that we make, on average, around seventy decisions in any given day.  From when to rise, what to eat for breakfast, whether or not to go to the gym, – to … Continue reading →