As a “non-Italian”, it took me a while to figure out that the caliber of an Italian woman is measured by the quality of her red sauce, known to us Anglos as “spaghetti sauce.” Growing up in northeast Wisconsin, I knew exactly one Italian person, a guy in my high school. This neck of the woods has always been predominantly…
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Not long after I met the people who would become my in-laws, I learned that my right of passage, as only the second non-Italian to join the family, was to master Grandmom’s meatballs. Grandmom and my mother-in-law had been making these meatballs for decades. Hands down, no matter who I talked to, Grandmom was the clear winner. By the time…
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I have tried what feels like a million time management or organization systems and tools over the years. At every turn, it seems there’s someone inventing a “new” way to get and stay organized. Way back in high school, when we were still using a rock and chisel for assignments, I bought my first bound calendar book. In it, I…
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You’re not going to believe this, and don’t tell anyone, but Taco Bell© is spicy. That’s right, you heard me. Taco Bell© is spicy. Oh, I’m not talking about their flaming hot sauce. I’m talking their plain old, ground beef, taco meat. And, I no longer eat it in polite company. There was a time when I loved spicy foods….
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Growing up, there was nothing better than smelling my mom’s beef stew slowly simmering on the stove. She more usually made it in winter, when a hot is most welcomed. And, just before the stew was done, she’d quickly whip up a batch of baking powder biscuits – there was no such thing as tube biscuits when I was young….
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The Book Addict First, I must confess I’m a book addict. I can’t walk by a display of books without picking one up. My “to-be-read” list will outlive me. Not only did I start reading early, but I found my love of reading at a very young age (thank you Curious George!). We lived just 3 blocks from a public…
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As much as I hate going to the dentist, I love my dentist…I really do. I’ve been with him and his family for over 30 years. Heck, I put both his boys through college and dental school! He’s taken great care of me over the years, literally held my hand through two crowns. I couldn’t convince him to simply glue…
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