Gentlemen, this post is not for you. You can read it, but you’re moving forward at your own risk.
The Second Annual Mutt Scrub is this Saturday (7/26) in Boothbay. I highly recommend it.
You don’t need to eat steak to enjoy chimichurri.
On a cruise with 3,000 other souls, there is no room for silence. This self-proclaimed extrovert didn’t like it.
I was in Nantucket last week and ordered a tofu scramble. When the waiter announced the restaurant had no tofu, I switched it to eggs.
If you’re even thinking about a vegan(ish) lifestyle, let yourself transition. Explore your options. And, if you lack true convictions like I do, try not to beat yourself up if you eat a small piece of cheese or [gasp] roast beef.
Groom came home with a pile of fresh tomatoes last night and I was instantly reminded of a story that has nothing to do with tomatoes.
My father gave some great advice but at the end of days, I remember him doing something kind of perfect.
I have a new favorite summertime meal that is quickly going to translate to a fall and winter meal.