Sometimes Mothers are So Misunderstood

As an elementary school girl, I had a fetish for the paper fortune teller game. Remember the one that was folded like origami and involved numbers, favorite colors, and ended with predictions on which boy you would marry? Or, what you would be when you grew up? Or, horrors, how you would die? I can […]

Letting Go with Counter-Top Salads for Dinner


IMPORTANT MESSAGE: Please read my message after the story especially my gracious email subscribers. She was three years old when she performed in her first dance recital. Twinkle Twinkle Little Star and The Bunny Hop. Her little feet could be heard “tap, tap, tapping” away as she practiced for her big debut. Considering that when […]

A Bowl of Potato Corn Chowder and Pondering What Not to Wear


I had known about this trip for months. Five months to be exact. Five months to pack, go to the grocery store, make carpool arrangements, buy Birthday presents. Five months to figure out why the fan on my laptop runs continuously when I use it. But here it was t-minus three days and I had yet […]

Peas and Carrots, Carrots and Peas Spring Soup


I sit here in the shadows just out of sight like my mother did before me. There but not there. Still needed but not seen. Watching you with your friends. Linking hands with these friends as you jump unabashedly into the water. Holding handstand competitions. Saddling up to these friends on the chair lift. Laughing […]

Oregano Chicken – A Simple Dish with a Regal Air


Maybe it’s that we’re finally getting into a rhythm two months into the school year. (Has it only been 2 months?) A “Limp-a-long Cassidy” kind of rhythm but a rhythm nonetheless. Maybe it’s that the days are shorter. The kids are in bed earlier. The house is quieter. The rainy season has begun. I don’t […]

AM Northwest is in MY Kitchin’ and We’re Making "Soup on Monday"


When the kind, sweet people at AM Northwest asked if they could film a cooking segment in my kitchen, my first thought was, “Oh no, now I really am going to have to clean out that pantry.” There’s not much you can’t find in my pantry. I like to keep my kitchen well-stocked with staples. […]

The Rosemary and Garlic Roasted Chicken Named Rosie


I roasted a chicken. With rosemary, garlic and lemon. Her name was Rosie. Or at least that’s what it said on the tag. I’m not sure how I feel about that but as my 11-year old pointed out, just like they do in Avatar, we gave thanks for her life so that we might feed […]

Une Petite Pomme: Primetime Wrap-Up


Well, I somehow made it to the KATU studios yesterday morning through the torrential rain and a morning bleakness that would suggest mid-winter not end of May…on-time. (Yes, I know. Big accomplishment for me.) Could there be any more main thoroughfares under construction in our fair city? Gads….I am so appreciative that the kind AM […]

Une Petite Pomme: Potatoes and Green Beans for Primetime


This post goes out to all of you kind, generous souls humoring me by requesting prior knowledge of my next AM Northwest Primetime appearance. Well, I’m here to tell you that I will be on tomorrow, May 26, at their 7:00 pm time slot on: Channel 2.2, if you don’t have cable, or Comcast Channel […]

Spring Cleaning Scramble


The flurry of activity from the weekend is over. Everyone is back to his corner of the city for the weekly routine. I absentmindedly reach over to pick up a pair of scissors jutting out from under the couch. I walk over to the set of drawers with the fading labels and pull on the […]

Sauntering Through the Market with a Basket of Rapini, Potatoes and Chives


As usual, I was running late. Nothing new there but my tardiness was extra awkward (even for me) considering that I was trying to slip, unnoticed, into a pew in the hushed room of The Old Church for the monthly Willamette Writers meeting. This month’s speaker had already begun her talk as I tried to […]

A Delightful Spring Birthday Soup


What is it about certain ages that stir our emotions? Emotions that are both jubilant at one end and sometimes bittersweet at the other. You know the ages I’m referring to….1, 5, 10, 13, 16, 18, 21, 40, 65, 100 (if we should be so lucky). My youngest little buddy just turned 5 and …

Oh, Ye, Benevolent Butternut Squash Minestrone


With Herculean effort, I was dragging the bag, filled with the remnants of my vegetable garden, up the never-ending flight of stairs and muttering to myself about what a hair-brained idea of mine it had been to put the garden back there. What kept me going; however, was knowing that my dear, sweet children were […]