A few months back, I shared my addiction to food magazines here. I’ve not done the math on what this little indulgence costs, but hey, I’m subscribing, and not paying newsstand prices, so that’s good, right? More than once I’ve been asked how I organize the {seemingly} hundreds of recipes I tear out of them. Continue Reading →
When I show my spice drawer to people, they have one of two reactions — either envy, or horror. If the picture above makes you lean toward envy, read on. If not, perhaps you’d enjoy another post better.
When we remodeled last year, I went into heavy purge and organize mode. (BLISS!) The result is a kitchen in which, after 17 years, there’s a place for everything, and everything is in its place.
(I can’t say the same about my closet, or sock drawer. Apparently, I have “selective OCD”.)
It could be worse. I could be addicted to cigarettes or heroin.
When I reach inside my mailbox and find that one (or more) of my food periodicals has found it’s way there, I am giddy.
But do I read it immediately? Oh no!
Like the meals they highlight, these gems are meant to be savored. Slowly. And with wine. I save them up for an evening I’m alone (either literally, or because Husband is catching up on sports on TV). I pour a glass of Pinot Noir, and slowly open the cover. Continue Reading →
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