Happiness. It's relative.
On the topic of soup. I’m making chicken soup for my daughter who is sick with a cold. She is napping. While she has been napping, I have eaten a bowl of cheese puffs, a slice of actual cheese, a slice of turkey, three… Continue Reading “Making Up for Lost Soup”
My mother made popcorn in a pressure cooker but instead of the lid she used a dish towel which sometimes would touch the burner of the stove and start flaming and the whole house would smell like an emergency. And then she would put… Continue Reading “Bounty”
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