Valentine’s Day came and went, but the memory of the celebratory lemon meringue pie lingered. There’d be no humble pie served. My recent baking labor of love, “The Ultimate Lemon Meringue Pie” (page 727 of Cook’s Illustrated Cookbook) earned two thumbs up from my cutie pie and SO (Significant Other), Mike. FYI, It didn't serve eight. It… Continue reading No Matter How You Slice The Lemon Meringue Pie
“You’re a pessimist,” said Mike my SO (Significant Other). “If you were more of an optimist, you’d recognize that my pessimism is actually helpful,” I countered. Mike retreated to his bunker deftly traversing what he perceived as boobytrapped logic. There he engaged in online battles with fellow game players. The fallout from those encounters didn’t… Continue reading A Fine Kettle Of Fish
The pink tinged blob wheedled its way onto the lawn, nudging aside the clover. It looked like the answer to a children’s puzzle where two obviously related items like a shoe and sock were grouped with a unicorn. Then, the puzzle solver was challenged to identify the misfit. A unicorn blossomed on my lawn. Unicorn… Continue reading Shopping The Lawn
“The milk is sour, Anita,” said Mike as he spooned Nestle’s Original Coffee Mate into his coffee. Crying Over Spilt Milk The dairy members of our refrigerator community had become passive aggressive. We abandoned them during our eight-day Florida vacation and they had turned on us. The bottom third of the 2% Prairie Farms Milk… Continue reading The Perishable Plan That Perished
Star Nosed Mole Versus Three Toed Sloth Not another pour of wine, I thought to myself, as Mike glugged an ounce or two of Merlot into his glass. Mike didn’t drink too much. He drank (and ate) too slowly. I had finished my salad, mushroom topped sirloin, and side of lemon pepper asparagus ten minutes… Continue reading Food for Thought
A Few Choice Words By Anita 