My friend Theresa is a really good cook. She’s ‘by the book’ and has an eye for a good recipe. I can be somewhat haphazard in my cooking. For instance, if I am missing an ingredient that I
Cauliflower. Caul-i-flower. It does look like a flower. A white-ish or purple or green or yellow bulby flower. Edible. There was one in the refrigerator and I felt like soup and I had been
It was chilly and threatening rain. I needed soup. Vegetable soup. But I wanted something different. I came across this recipe in the January/February 2014 edition of Vegetarian times.
My last Post was about the Southern States’ New Years Day tradition of Hoppin John, Greens, and Corn bread. The black-eyed peas in the Hoppin’ John represent the coins. The green color
I haven’t written about Virginia Ripley yet. Our beloved Gingin. Family but not by blood. By love and affinity. We absolutely could not live without her in our lives. I met Virginia when