I tend to get really lazy about cooking when my husband is out of town, which is good in some ways. More salads, fewer rich cream sauces, less red meat. But my husband's gone a lot so eventually I get…
Blogging is hard work, you know? Eating bacon. Writing about eating bacon. Thinking about eating and writing about bacon. It wears on a girl. We recently got a beautiful package in the mail from Leigh at Naughty Bits Brownies. And…
I can't tell you how often I almost start my posts with the word "wow." I write it and then erase it thinking, "you can't say that every day." And yet while adventuring through the world of bacon, I often…
I love haiku. It's a poetry form that requires discipline, but only briefly. Like a tiny sudoku or a 24-tile Rubik's cube. Once, during a particularly stressful time at work, my bo ss and I relieved our stress by exchanging…
Not to disparage the fine state of Iowa, but I've never had the compulsion to go there. I've probably driven through it on one of my family's many road trips across the country, but I can't say I remember anything…