​I saw we were running low on Kitchen Bouquet a few weeks ago. Since no home cook worth his or her salt should ever have the bad luck to run out of this, I immediately had the Hubster add it to our weekly grocery list. For those thinking that this…

​I know cooler days are coming when I start thinking about making brown beef stew. Like my spaghetti and chicken soup, this filling wintry dinner starts with the recipe my mother used. But similar to her other scratch-made meals, I’ve jollied it up to fit my own taste buds. Here’s…

I was making some Thousand Island dressing a few weeks ago when I remembered that I’ve wanted to write about it for a few years now. An uber popular salad topper in the United States, it’s on the menu in nearly every American-style coffee shop, restaurant or diner. Also…

We’re hoping for sweet pea flowers this year in our garden. Of course, I’ll need to assume that the seeds, which were first soaked overnight in water and planted a week ago, will germinate. Next, they’ll have to push up toward the sunlight; morph into itty-bitty tendrils, and then…

I’m not rich, but having a warming mattress pad makes me feel like I am. Now, right at bedtime, I turn on a plastic dial near my pillow, which has heat settings between one and 20. A few minutes later, a perfectly even, toasty temperature has enveloped the sheets underneath…

I’m going to take a leap of faith here and say that most kids love Christmas. First, school is out for two whole weeks. Second, there are presents. Don’t forget Christmas trees heavy with ornaments; dazzling light displays, and singing along to songs of the season. Oh, and the…

If you’re worried and weary, as so many of us are these days, make a retro Jell-O salad. Those of us who are baby boomers know this jiggly dessert was once as American as mom, apple pie and baseball. Plus, it was easy to make; cost pennies, and came…

If you’re worried and weary, as so many of us are these days, make a retro Jell-O salad. Those of us who are baby boomers know this jiggly dessert was once as American as mom, apple pie and baseball. Plus, it was easy to make; cost pennies, and came…

The pastor at my Hubster’s church is a world traveler named Chris Failla. And, a couple of weeks ago, Failla (pronounced FAY-la) had a few things to say about what’s happening right now. He calls this the “in-between time.” I’m not Christian. But every Sunday morning at 10 o’clock…