I am not particularly picky about food. I like what I like, and I tend to like healthy food selections, but I’ll try just about anything.
But there are some things that I love. Like pecan pie.
Well, I loved pecan pie. Until today. This is why.
I was craving a nice piece of pecan pie, and there [...]
Entries Tagged as 'food'
I can never eat that again…
June 24th, 2009 · 10 Comments · food, pecan pie
Tags: pecan pie
Blueberries for Life
May 17th, 2009 · 11 Comments · food, good times, summer
I was reading the wonderful children’s book, Blueberries for Sal, by Robert McCloskey, to my grandsons this morning… and it filled me to the brim with a beautiful slice of my own childhood.
Blueberry picking. And just like in the book, blueberry picking in Maine. No, I didn’t get all mixed up with a mama bear [...]
Tags: blueberry picking·Maine
Red Hot Pepper
May 15th, 2009 · 5 Comments · daughters, food, good times, humor
A couple of nights ago, Jane and I made a last minute decision to go out for dinner. It was just the two of us. We tossed around a few choices, but settled on a wonderful Italian cuisine restaurant just on the outskirts of town.
It was fairly early, and the restaurant hadn’t filled [...]
Tags: Dining Out
An accident with an Edy’s Strawberry Fruit Bar
May 13th, 2009 · 20 Comments · food
An Edy’s Strawberry Fruit Bar bit my tongue. Not kidding.
I know. I know. It’s usually the other way around.
But sometimes love hurts. And this is one such time.
I remember the first time we met… Edy’s Fruit Bars and me. It was summer. It was hot. It was magic [...]
Don’t Eat French Fries for Breakfast
May 6th, 2009 · 12 Comments · Grandchildren, Grandparents, food, humor
Today, Barry and I had the great pleasure of attending Grandparents’ Day at our granddaughter Taylor’s school. The grandparents were treated to a magnificent concert of violins and singing first, and then we accompanied our granddaughters to their classes, library, computer room, science room, Spanish room, music room, outside reading and reflecting gardens, and [...]
Tags: Grandchildren·Grandparents
This kind of IS a restaurant…
February 23rd, 2009 · 5 Comments · Grandchildren, Grandparents, food
I so vividly remember the words my mom uttered… oh, probably three times each day. You may remember a similar phrase from your mom. Let me set the scene:
Breakfast, lunch or dinner. The family gathers for a meal. Table is set. The clinking sounds of utensils is heard as kids anticipate the arrival of food. [...]
Tags: Grandchildren·Grandparents
Am I Ready for Thankgiving?
November 20th, 2008 · 12 Comments · angels, food, holiday traditions, love, mothers
“Mimi,” my very favorite boomer-blogging friend, asked in a recent post… “Are You Ready for Thanksgiving?”
After a kind-of startled moment, I realized that I am not completely ready for Thanksgiving this year. It is not because I haven’t ordered my fresh turkey or carefully removed my favorite recipes from their plastic folders. [...]
Tags: holiday meals·traditions
“Apple pies.” Thank you, Crooked Eyebrow, from my heart of hearts…
October 30th, 2008 · 7 Comments · Grandchildren, Grandparents, children, fall, fathers, food
I’ve had a poignant and poetic blog post floating around in my head for a few days now. It is by Crooked Eyebrow. It speaks of dancing leaves, winds that howl, a tree… and apple pies. This post speaks to many. And it speaks to me in a way that is almost [...]
Tags: apple pies·Grandchildren·Grandparents
Feeling a bit… flatulent?
October 16th, 2008 · 13 Comments · Grandparents, children, discipline, food, good times, humor, mothers
How do you, and/or the children in your life, refer to… well, flatulence.
I ask only because I overheard a big and bad discussion between an adult and a child at Fenway Park on Monday night regarding this very topic. First, let me repeat that I was at a baseball game. Peanuts. Cracker [...]
Tags: farts·Grandparents·parents
Slow down, you move too fast
October 2nd, 2008 · 9 Comments · children, food, health, humor, love, products
Yesterday afternoon, I hit the grocery store for a few items. And I mean, just a few because I was in a hurry. I was rather sailing down the the bread aisle when I almost took out an older gentleman who was reaching for a loaf of rye bread. How did I [...]







