Category Archives: What’s Cooking?

Sometimes I wonder: Was I born in the wrong decade? I should have been born in 1940, long after the repeal of prohibition, but right before middle class women tossed their pearls and went to work in support of the … Continue reading →

OK… I feel I should be throwing confetti… Should I be throwing confetti? Lighting up a Cohete? Should I spray you with tequila? I’m not sure, yet all I know is there’s a celebration happening in this piece! On the Mexican … Continue reading →

Let’s talk breakfast… It’s the most important meal of the day. It is… I’ve heard… It’s on billboards and stuff.

I had a headache for 4 straight days before I decided to do something about it. It felt like I was repeatedly stabbed by an invisible torture master holding an icepick, who for “funsies” periodically pierced the inside of my … Continue reading →

As I looked in the mirror this morning I discovered one more eye wrinkle. I thought, “Damn, I’m getting wicked old”. I’m usually horrified at the thought and every so often the “kick in the gut” nostalgia kicks in, making me … Continue reading →