Nuts and Balls
Mamacita says: I’m going to miss the huge shagbark hickory tree in the front yard (we’re moving) but I am so tired of walking on nuts. I’m tired of hearing them flop and fall all over the place. I’m tired … Continue reading
Mamacita says: I’m going to miss the huge shagbark hickory tree in the front yard (we’re moving) but I am so tired of walking on nuts. I’m tired of hearing them flop and fall all over the place. I’m tired … Continue reading
Mamacita asks: Where do these family traditions get started? Remember that anecdote about the young bride whose husband asked her why she cut the beef roast in half before she put it in the pan? She told him she did … Continue reading
Mamacita says: Hot weather must have arrived for good because I’ve had a kazillion (rough estimate) requests for the NoBake Cookies recipe, so here is the one I use. Please bear in mind that I do not use actual measuring … Continue reading
Mamacita says: I can remember being really little, and I can remember my parents playing with me. (Those are my parents; aren’t they pretty?) They played with me whenever they could, but it wasn’t very often. I can remember Mom … Continue reading
Mamacita says: This Sunday will be, appropriately enough, a day filled with mothers. Mine, my sisters, my niece, grandmothers, aunts, daughters, cousins, me. . . . all mothers, and several of them more than one KIND of mother. (no, not … Continue reading
Mamacita says: It’s that time again. That’s right; it’s finals week. Oh wait, that wasn’t what I meant to say. It’s that time again. The morel mushrooms are here. My husband still speaks wistfully of the day he and the … Continue reading