Stop calling them the Tide Pod Generation!

Stop calling them the Tide Pod Generation!

In 20 BC, Roman poet Horace wrote: Our sires’ age worse than our grandsires. We, their sons, are more worthless than they; so in our turn we give the world a progeny yet more corrupt. The sad human tendency to belittle subsequent generations has existed for more than two thousand years. These days, cranky elders [...]

Be kind, dear groundhog

Be kind, dear groundhog

Have you ever been to Punxsutawney? I have. That's how loyal I am to my fickle friend Phil. We share a fondness for random celebrations  and burrowing on chilly February mornings. We're also legendary procrastinators, which is how my family holiday card came to celebrate the groundhog. Our tradition started because I kept putting off [...]

Winter bake

Winter bake

Although Molly B's name is no longer part of this blog, her presence definitely is. It wafts up the stairs of our house trailing delicious smells from the oven. It rests lightly on a new cutting board, patiently cooling while we stand near, forks at the ready, drooling. Molly has been home on winter break [...]