HOME– If Paper Apron were a real business, I’d be announcing All Sales Are Final. Five posts in eight weeks and I’m still scratching my head at where the time went. Sure, there were Christmas and New Year’s, puppy training and my wedding anniversary and that whole depression thing and the buzz-killing cold winter weather [...]
I, uh… I’ve been taking a mini vacay. I, uh. I should’ve said something. I know. I didn’t set out to be inconsiderate. I guess those things just happen. { Wince } I actually didn’t know I was going to be gone so long. However, my imagination seemed to wander off, too, and for the [...]
HOME–Brrrr, it’s cold. So. Very. C-c-cold. We’re not used to shivering; we’re used to sunshine. Thank goodness today brought a little bit of both. Because today, my aunt and uncle drove up from Florida hauling boxes of sunshine in the form of sweet, homegrown grapefruits, big-as-your-fist Meyer lemons, and juice-filled Florida oranges. These cannonballs of [...]
WARNING– This post is not a pick-me-up, warm and fuzzy, let’s-start-the-year-off-soaring kind of post. Rather, it’s the antithesis of the typical Paper Apron post– a real downer, and quite possibly TMI. So, if you stop reading now, you just may go on about your day, as happy-go-lucky as you were when you started reading this [...]
HOME– This is Miss Mazy Grace, my Christmas present. It was puppy love at first sight. Now you see why I had to draw her in this issue’s masthead. What a baby doll!
HOME– Divinity was the forbidden confection of my childhood. It taunted me through the holidays. It would be made in secret batches (Aunt Donna was the usual suspect responsible for the most delectable morsels) and kept under tight security in special Tupperware containers, passed around furtively to card-carrying, Adults Only. Children were never offered divinity. [...]
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