Be a Beef Hero
So, our nuclear family holiday wound up being really quiet, low-key, and pleasant. No big gifts, no electronics, and hopefully I stunted a few expectations (I’m not trying to be … Continue reading
Josephine – 12th South’s First Grown-Up Restaurant
When I first heard about this place, two things bothered me. The first thing that worried me was that the project was being headed up by the same Nashville folks … Continue reading
Housewifery 3.0
In spite of my sometimes crippling anxiety, I’m generally a pretty happy, contented person. It’s probably a defense mechanism that I picked up when I was going through the typical … Continue reading
The Conclusion – PWI’s Trip to the Holy Land
Well, it’s all over. The bad news is that despite my best efforts to convince to locals to partake of the sweet, sweet nectar that is bourbon, the folks just … Continue reading
Just a Generic Post
I was raised generic. There was a grocery store that my mom frequented when I was growing up in Rochester, NY called Bells. And this store carried the real generic … Continue reading
Baking Means Something Entirely Different in Your Late 30’s…
…and it’s far more utilitarian. I don’t really care for sweets. People look at me sideways when I confess that. I’m not into chocolate, I don’t go in for sweet … Continue reading
Israeli Hospitality – Or the origin of the phrase “You should eat”
I’ve spent the majority of my life in the South. And one of the many things that the South is known for (aside from overt racism, inbreeding and a lack … Continue reading
All I Want Is Some Perfection–Is That Too Much To Ask?
So, last night was Halloween. I have three kids–the oldest is close to aging out of the holiday, and my youngest is just now hitting her trick-or-treat stride. I’m not … Continue reading
Air Hugs Are A-Okay
Yeah, yeah. I recently went on and on about how much I love this time of year; the perfect weather, bbq, soups… It’s also cootie season. The season where the … Continue reading
We Smoked It
In my part of the world, we’re in the midst of that most enchanted season–that which encompasses both grilling AND soup season. It is a magical time; the humidity is … Continue reading
PWI--Parenting While Intoxicated 