The Pantry Dinner, or…on not wanting to go to the store.

The first thing one must know about me is that I love to go to the store. This is not to say that I love shopping, like, on a Saturday, spending 10 hours canvassing myriad stores for things that I would never had wanted in the first place if I hand't seen them. (But it … Continue reading The Pantry Dinner, or…on not wanting to go to the store.

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The Zombie Chickeee…

Toward the tail-end of a most difficult week (but soooooo not finished) supervising teenagers for a community event this weekend, I stopped by the local Farm Co-Op for an event supply. We will set aside for now the fact that I actually live in a town with a Farm Co-Op. Three Mexican Restaurants. Four diners. … Continue reading The Zombie Chickeee…

Smoky Southwest Chipotle Nachos…in America

First, I have to say that I am currently trying to fly under the radar with this whole being American thing right now. In fact, throughout our travels this summer EVERYONE with whom we spoke...and I mean EVERYONE. Literally. Every. Single. Person. And news broadcaster. And newspaper writer...EVERYONE expressed their sadness for us and shock … Continue reading Smoky Southwest Chipotle Nachos…in America

Ristorante Orlando in Monteloro: When it feels like home.

I've stumbled around here trying to find a way to express all that I feel about this place, Ristorane Orlando in Monteloro. Should I begin by talking about getting lost? Because sometimes, or maybe more often than not, getting lost is better than finding the destination the first time. Should I begin talking about those … Continue reading Ristorante Orlando in Monteloro: When it feels like home.