Mom, Me, and the Meatball Incident

I was sitting at the kitchen table eating coconut marshmallows. Well, I wasn’t actually sitting. I was three and a half, maybe four years old. So, it was more like I was in a squirmy crouch, with my feet on the seat of the chair. In retrospect, my wriggly fidgeting was most certainly responsible for what happened next, although … Continue reading Mom, Me, and the Meatball Incident →

Cheese – A Love Letter

Dear Cheese, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I was snacking on a slice of pre-dinner Swiss cheese this week when MOH made a non-complimentary comment about my offering him a slice and went to the fridge to get himself a slice of Gouda. I was offended on Swiss’s behalf, and … Continue reading Cheese – A Love Letter →

Let’s Get Mikey to Try It

Last week I was on a kick about take-out food. But long before that became my weird fascination, I was (and continue to be) preoccupied with new products that I see at the grocery store. When I lived at home, my mom used to try interesting food products on a fairly regular basis. "I had … Continue reading Let’s Get Mikey to Try It →