I’m a sinner. I make mistakes. I flub up and wreck things and say stuff I shouldn’t and hurt people. And a few months ago, I screwed up big time. I insulted a chef. It started out innocently. Marching through the line in the cafeteria at work, my colleague and I were deep in conversation. When the chef asked what I’d like for lunch, I … Continue reading don’t do it. just don’t.

I have concerns and questions. I’m a need-to-know kind of person. I have to understand. I just do. It’s a thing. And so I ask, should cornbread be eaten with a fork or with one’s fingers? I ask because friends of mine and I have gone back and forth on this for, well, years now, and we really need to put this one to bed. … Continue reading decide once and for all

  The rest of the world may need quality time or words of affirmation, but carbs are my love language.   However, on rare occasions (that is to say, when my mother asks if I’ve eaten any fruits or vegetables since the last leap year), I eat some hummus or eggs or yogurt or something to try to even out my addiction to carbohydrates. So … Continue reading taco dip of deliciousness