This afternoon, I spent a delightful few hours at lunch in Washington PA with a friend from Ricochet and his wife. I enjoy promoting our local Southwest PA products, and sending them all over the country, and even the world, whenever I have the opportunity, and today I brought one of my favorites to give… Continue reading Friday Food and Drink Post: Buy Local
Month: August 2019
Florence Nightingale: The Lady With the … Cats?
If Florence Nightingale were still alive, she’d have been 199 years old in 2019. She was born on May 12th, 1820, just a few short months after Mad King George (of American Revolution fame) breathed his last. By the time she died on August 13, 1910, George V (the current Queen’s grandfather) was on the… Continue reading Florence Nightingale: The Lady With the … Cats?
Important Public Service Announcement For All Women!
Posting this vital information without further comment, because, really, I can't even. (Even so, I can’t help observing that it does give a modern twist to the phrase, “get a buzz on.”) Doctors Warn Women Against Putting Wasp Nests In their Vaginas.
Friday Food and Drink Post: Have Your (War) Cake and Eat It, Too
To commemorate the 74th anniversary of V-J Day on August 15, herewith, a couple of family recipes for War Cake a more-or-less appetizing (de gustibus, and all that) sop to the sweet tooth of the war-weary denizens from the Old and New Worlds. One is from 1942 and was shared with me by a friend in the… Continue reading Friday Food and Drink Post: Have Your (War) Cake and Eat It, Too
Friday Food and Drink Post: Horses Dovers and Canopies (Finger Foods)
Don’t you think it’s time to elevate the conversation around here? I do. Hence my high-toned original title for this post. I was dismayed when Mr. Right pointed out that most of my semi, and fully-fledged, deplorable fellows probably wouldn’t cop to the furrin tongue I was puttin’ down. Hence the parenthetical clarification for y’all,… Continue reading Friday Food and Drink Post: Horses Dovers and Canopies (Finger Foods)
Justice for Sam. Sort of. Or the Best We Could Do, Anyway
As many of you know, my stepson, Sam, was assaulted on December 8, 2017. His brain was pulverized, his body was broken in a dozen places, he spent seven months in a coma, never regaining consciousness, and he died on July 25, 2018, five days after his fifty-third birthday. (I recently referred, in rather less… Continue reading Justice for Sam. Sort of. Or the Best We Could Do, Anyway