Julia’s Child

This is Julia’s Child, here. I really could be. Someone once told me that I reminded them of Juli Child. they must have seen me wrangle with a roast chicken or talk cooking … a lot. It must be this weather. We are actually having a winter. Last year, we lucked out with wonderful weather…

Shredded Chicken Knocks On Heaven’s Door

It was delicious. It was different. And I was pleased as gravy with myself. Today, we are going to talk about cooking. I like to cook and, according to most people who eat my food, I do pretty well. It wasn’t always that way. I didn’t cook when I was growing up. My mom and…

This Woman’s Life on FB

Welcome This Woman’s Life is for you. My friends, Karen Martin and Barbara Stahura, have kindly and generously agreed to join me on this page for women. We are thinkers. We are doers. We succeed and fail. Laugh and act silly, and then can turn on a dime and be serious. I would say that…

Announcement … This Woman’s Life

Announcement! Beginning this Tuesday, a new group for women is coming. It is called “This Woman’s Life”. It is not just about my life, or the lives of my two wonderful co-conspirator writer fiends, who have agreed to co-lead with me. “This woman” is for YOU and is about women. Sorry, fellas, but we women…

Parking … Seinfeld … Life

It has come to this. I make myself take a photo of what floor I am on when I park in a multilevel parking garage. Remember that ‘Seinfeld’ episode where the numnuts couldn’t find their car in a parking garage? Elaine walked around with a gold fish in a bag, George was going to be…

Nassar … A Never Again Moment?

Imagine your young, little, daughter, told you she wanted to be a gymnast. Think about all of the drives you made to the gymnastic center, proudly, inconveniently, to support your daughter. After mastering the car wheels and the two foot-high balance beam, hand springs and a flip, your daughter comes to you with that look…

The Cookbook

Well, well, well. It I didn’t get on a tear as soon as I got up. Egad. I sipped the ‘opening of the blinds,’ and getting my tea ready. So what did Miss Idiot do? Remember that I redid my pantry and cabinets a few months ago? I Martha Stewarted the kitche, organizing and reorganizing….

Life Lessons From a Border Collie

The Border Collie showed life at its finest, most joyful, and en pointe. I never know where I will learn an important life-lesson. It can be from some experience I have, hearing something that resonates or makes me question something that I think I am certain about, or, as in last evening’s lesson, on television….

The Best Carrot Cake and Sharing

It was fabulous. The carrot cake, the bread and my day. I don’t think that I even complained. Mark that on your calendar. She didn’t complain. Why is it that some days are just better than others? It isn’t like I went to Paris. Ooh-la-la. I didn’t even leave the house except to deliver carrot…