This post is a twofer. First, Wednesday's weird produce from Chucks, then the big reveal: which of yesterday's list was the lie. Let's get going! Guatemalan Rambutan That hairy looking thing I posted Wednesday is Rambutan and, though it is more common in Malaysia, the Rambutan at Chuck's comes from
Okey doke, y'all. I'm starting something new, at least for November. Chuck's Produce finally opened on my side of town and it is truly a wonder to behold. As the name implies, it's mostly produce. You know how you're supposed to eat a rainbow every day? Chuck's Produce is like the Chuck Norris of vegetables
Yesterday I wrote my immediate reactions to BlogHer's NaBloPoMo writing prompts. A few of them - my answers, that is - actually stood out to me as things I should explore a little. One in particular stands out far above the others: my answer to "If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?"
It's raining today. Hardly news for anyone who's ever spent any amount of time in the Pacific Northwest between October and June. But today marks a major turning point for one of our four-legged family members. In Loving Lizzie I wrote about how our sweet girl came to live with us and the condition she was
Southern conservatives (is that redundant?) are up in arms that "something she said a long time ago" got Paula Deen fired from the Food Network. "What about 1st Amendment rights?" they cry. "It was such a long time ago! She only said it once!" Uh... No. As Tim "The Tool Man" Taylor used to say, "Let's
I received my very first love note at the ripe old age of 8. I was in the fourth grade and as I was stepping onto the bus to go home a boy named Chris handed me a three page manifesto declaring his eternal love. I was mortified for several reasons. It was embarrassingly long and very mushy. Far above and