Pizza, please!

I learned creative cooking from my mother.  Or maybe I should say, I often observed my mother cooking creatively.  I don’t think it is something that can be taught; one has to have a natural ability to be able to do so.  There are some people who should just follow a...

It Makes Two

Several people have asked me lately about “that little girl who used to cook with you.”  That girl, my granddaughter Maggie, isn’t so little anymore; she is taller than I am!  She turned fourteen on Saturday. Maggie lives in Newburgh, Indiana, and recently started her...

Cheerfully Cherry!

February is special for me, as my birthday just happens to fall during this short month.  My parents were very excited when my mother conceived.  They had been married for almost five years and wondered if they would ever have children.  Doctors had informed my dad...

Beware the Tentapus!

Last week was made brighter by an overnight visit from my granddaughter Vivian, who is six years old going on 30.  My son Jonathan brought her to my house on Wednesday evening; she was very excited about spending time with Grammie. As bedtime neared, Vivian declared...