Monday 9:30 AM. I think about how my daughter and I will laugh as we throw pennies into the fountain at a nearby outdoor shopping plaza. I have seen the coins shining there in the water before, though only recently thought to reach into an old change purse and cast a wish myself. I have… Continue reading On wishing
The aroma of salt, olive oil, and garlic still lingers on my fingertips from this afternoon’s satisfying lunch of spaghetti Aglio e Olio, a hempseed laden garden kale salad, and thickly sliced sweet potato wedges straight from the oven. I have written before of how cooking is a delightfully sensory experience, and today I must say… Continue reading Why I cook – or, Lunch: sweet potato wedges, kale salad, and spaghetti Aglio e Olio.