Category Historical Nonfiction

Great Aunt Rhoda’s Conserve in honor of Hubby

I’ve got a lot of projects floating around right now. Or maybe spiraling around is a better description because I find myself spinning at times. I have multiple personalities, flipping from one project to another with barely enough sense to change hats. My weird way of working takes me from one thing to the next […]

I am a Writer (who made Blueberry Lemon Delicious Pudding)

Something happened to me last week. I became a writer. I didn’t get a job or a book contract. Nothing actually changed at all except for my mindset. I haven’t been paid for writing in decades, and yet, I still write. I write because it is what I like to do. And therefore, I am […]

I’m in a Transition so I made a Cake

It has been 59 days since my last post and I feel like the Catholic school girl I once was, going to confession to tell my audience in the dark box what I have been up to when he, my audience, had not thought about me or my life since the last time I visited […]

Remember Me with Enchiladas

Martha Stewart wrote a short article in her Martha Stewart Living Magazine this month. It was moving. It was real. It was heartbreaking. It reminded me of my brother Dave. Martha’s sister had died unexpected at age 59 and Martha wasn’t prepared. She said she had much more to say to her sister. I recognized that feeling. […]

Louis Zamperini’s Life-Saving Recipe

The best-selling novel Unbroken tells the true story of an inspirational man, Louis Zamperini,  who persevered through unbelievable hardship and forgave every mistreatment he suffered. When the invitation came inviting me to hear him speak, it went into my calendar in pen. I wouldn’t miss it. It was a private engagement at a house in Portola […]

The Aunties Recipe

The Aunties are there when you need them. And every family needs them. The nickname came about during one of the worst weekends of our lives. Whenever a major event occurred in my sister-in-laws family, her mother and her mother’s sisters swooped in and handled it.  Diligently, happily and tirelessly, they would take care of […]

Poblano Chicken for Virginia

When I first met Virginia she was dressed as Mrs. Claus. She came with her friend Russell who was dressed as Santa, or Father Christmas as they call him in Australia where we were at the time.  The occasion was an annual black tie dinner for a group of about ten or twelve people. But […]